Bless Your Heart

Ok, no one told me about the incredible volume of paperwork that would land on my house as soon as we applied to adopt. I mean, I knew it was a paperchase, but I just feel so sorry for the entire forest that has died so far for our family! I’ve also learned that I should install a Kinko’s in the living room to deal with the number of copies I have to make. Ah well, it is a small price to pay.

I’ve already discovered so many pros about adopting:
-You can still enjoy a nice cocktail all the way up to Gotcha day. Pregnant ladies can’t touch the stuff! (disclaimer: I’m by no means a big drinker- maybe 2 a month)
-No hormone induced puking.
-No strange desires to eat laundry detergent or dirt.
-No screaming for an epidural.
-You get a chance to visit a country you may never visit otherwise.
-No need to drop a bundle of money on clothes you’ll only wear for 9 months.
-I’d much rather have my life on display paper wise vs. having my girlie bits on display in the delivery room!
-I’d rather eat pinecones than go to the girlie doctor, and when you’re pregnant you have to go like every half hour.
-Strangers don’t approach me wanting to rub my belly.

I’ve totally come to terms with not being able to get pregnant. I’m so fine with it because I realized a while back that what I really wanted was not to be pregnant (a condition that lasts but a few months), but to be a mother and to have a family (something that lasts forever). Hmmm…did I miss any pros on my list?