We're still #7. When I die I think my headstone is going to read "Here lies Wendy White. She's still #7."
I think I'm going to change Clarissa's name to Seven. What do you think? :)
I think when things at our agency finally does start moving again and someone finally gets a referral, I'm going to have a six themed party. Finally moving out of the #7 spot and into the #6 spot sounds like a reason for celebration. I'm not even striving to be #1 at this point. Number 6 is sounding pretty awesome to me.
When they announced late last year that they were lowering the expected wait time from 18 months to 15 months, I estimated that we'd be getting our referral in March. I kind of mentally had my heart set on March for a while. Now here we are, about to move into March and unless there is some unprecedented miracle, there's no way we're getting a referral in March. Most likely we're going to be waiting out the original 18 months that they quoted us in the beginning, which would put us in May, or possibly even June.
In better news, they're delivering Clarissa's bed today!! They actually tried to deliver it on Friday, but they brought the wrong rails, so they left part of it here and they're bringing the rest of it today and they'll put it all together for us. We also went in on Saturday and ordered her the dresser that matches the bed and they're bringing that tomorrow. Once that's in I'm going to start hanging pictures and doing a little decorating and we'll actually have a finished bedroom pretty soon!
I'm really happy with how it's turning out. I've been dreaming about turning that room into a little girls room for years. Now I keep walking past it several times a day and peeking in there, just to look at it. Maybe just to make sure that it's real. I like to go sit in there sometimes and think about what it's going to be like to have a daughter. I wonder how our lives will change when she gets here. I wonder what she'll look like, what her personality will be like, how Josh and Matthew will handle the change at first and how hard it will be to go to the grocery store with three kids. I wonder what she'll be when she grows up. I wonder if she'll ever want to go back to Korea and search for her mother. I wonder if she'll struggle with being adopted. Will she be stubborn? Easy going?
My biggest hope for her is that she always understands how much she was wanted. I hope that someday she's reads this and realizes that there was never a single day in her life that she wasn't loved and wanted. We were on the list waiting to adopt her before she was even conceived. At this point I don't know when she was born, or even IF she's born yet. But I can guarantee that even though I wasn't aware of her birth when it happened, I was thinking about her that day and waiting anxiously for the day she will join our family.