Update

I know, I know, I have not updated in a while. Tim and I both have had the flu over the last week. Tim had fever of 103 last Monday so I decided to stay home with him and take care of him. His fever broke and I went to work on Tuesday but by the time I got him, I thought I was going to die. My skin and hair hurt, nothing felt good against my skin, not even the heaviness of the covers on my bed. I went to bed at 7 that night and got up the next day and attempted work, I only made it until about 11 and had to leave. I got home and had a fever of 102 and went to bed, Tim was asleep on the couch. The rest of the week was a blur between walking from the bed to the kitchen, calling in sick and sleeping. By the weekend, I was going a little stir crazy and needed to get out so Saturday night I went to the laundry mat to wash the flu sheets and bedding. Sunday, Tim and I went to see The Host at the Embarcadero Theatre, went to lunch and walked around downtown a bit. We both agreed that the entire day out felt a little surreal since we had been shut in for so long. I don't know what I did so bad in a past life or something to get sick so much this year. I have never been sick like I have in Sept., January and then now, ever in my life. Geeze, it has got to be over by now though, right?
An update on our adoption journey, our home study paperwork is all turned in and we are supposed to be getting a call from our assigned social worker this week to schedule her visit with us at our home. We will have two visits with her and then she writes the home study report and either approves or denies us and then sends it to adoption agency. Today, is my first call with my social worker at the adoption agency. The call is 30 minutes once a week from now until the time the child is placed in our home. Tim's passport should be at our home by April 28th by which time all of our additional paperwork for the Vietnamese dossier should be complete. I am excited to be getting closer but am nervous as well, like the rug could be pulled out from under us at any time. I think about the birth Mother a lot lately and how hard it may be for her to give her baby up in order for us to be parents. I pray for her and hope that she takes care of herself medically and can get good care and food when she needs it. I hope that she knows we will love her child as much as she would and maybe even more if that is possible. I know that we will not know about her or her history, but I pray that she is healthy and has a good heart and will make the best decision for the welfare and future of her child. Ugh, it is emotional and a ride I will never forget. Right now, I love looking at little girl clothes and cant wait until we get the referral and know her age so I can start collecting little things for her to wear. I already have a little wrap picked out for her plane ride home with us. I know, I am getting ahead of myself, but it is so exciting! Anyway, gotta get on with my day.
Stay tuned...