It's been a spectacular five days. So spectacular, in fact, that I feel like something is wrong - like someone is going to pinch me at any moment and wake me up from a dream.
We've accomplished a lot since we got the call. We've reserved a spot at daycare, scheduled a meeting with the pediatrician, bought the finishing pieces to the nursery, signed off on all the initial legal paperwork, wrote ginormous checks, and made our leave arrangements with work. I even managed to start my new job amidst all of this, and my head is still attached to my shoulders.
The best news of all: we are definitely going to the next sonogram with the expectant mother (T) on Friday, and the plan is to take her to breakfast after the appointment. I had the chance to speak with her again yesterday on the phone, and it was great conversation. She talked about how excited she and her mom were to meet us. She texted me pictures of her and her two daughters so we could see what our little girl might look like. She even asked me to be in the delivery room with her when she gives birth. I was worried about how I would feel having direct contact with her, but she makes it incredibly easy. We both look forward to finally meeting her on Friday.
Please continue to send good thoughts about T and the baby, especially their health, and stay tuned to my blog this week. I'll be kicking off a book giveaway to help raise money for our adoption fund.