Last night I went to a Waiting Family Support group through my adoption agency. A "Waiting Family" is what they call those of us who are on the wait list and waiting for a referral. There were families there from a lot of the different programs and there were three couples who had just gotten their referrals from China. They waited 30-31 months for a referral. That's over two and a half years. Makes you feel a little silly for being anxious over waiting 2 and a half months so far. All three of the families got the pictures of their daughters just before our meeting and it was thrilling to hear them talk about getting "the call" and what it was like and how they felt. And to see them melt over these baby girls that they been longing for was a little bit magical. I'm so excited for when it's my turn and I get to see my punkin for the first time. There is another family in the group adopting from China who has been waiting 27 months and they expect to wait at least another 14 months. 10 months or so doesn't seem so bad right about now. And even though it's an estimate and it could go longer, at least it's not 4 years.
I was really excited that at the waiting parents group there were two other single woman also adopting from Ethiopia. It was nice to have someone to commiserate with and to talk program details with. I'm hoping I can make some good connections and maybe some new friends out of it.
Well, I'm off to watch Michael Phelps try to win another medal. I know he's swimming all the races, but man, he's killing me. All these late nights staying up to watch him race are beginning to catch up with me but I can't help it. I am an Olympic junkie. Hopefully he got the memo that since I'm staying up to watch him, he needs to win!
