Let's Run a Marathon, Without Training

Today was insane!

All I kept thinking was "how on earth do people get the call from the hospital and have to rush to do all this and rush to get to their child?"

Earlier in the week we had scheduled ourselves for a financial management class on base. Very important topic to us considering that as of right now we have about $400 to our names and owe Squishy's mom about a grand for helping us out today. We got to the class and the opening speaker was really awesome. After that, my mind just sort of went foggy.

I had prepared a to-do list for today and sitting in class was freaking out about how on earth we were going to get it all done with our other commitments (a co-workers going away party for Squishy, my daycare responsibilities). I asked Squishy if we could divide and conquer... one stay at the class while the other started the to-do list. Instead, we politely explained to the teacher why we needed to leave and started our marathon.

Legal office to get contracts notarized.. Squishy's work to copy & fax documents... post office... calls to the bank... calls to Squishy's mom... learning the hard way that apparently cash is frowned upon as a form of currency these days.

When all was said and done... over 25 grand is on its way to our to the agency, along with the official paperwork.

I found two hotels that we could potentially stay at (enough room for Squirt to play/swim, and room to bring the 11 pound furry son). We have our route figured out to and from, which includes a stop in Squishy's home state to see the family. We started putting out feelers to extended family to come help us with Squirt while we are at the hospital and such.

Sent a message to the social worker that did our homestudy. Apparently if the adoption follows Texas standards, we have to do 5 post placement visits within 5 months... at $300 a pop.

Still so many questions and details to figure out, but at least at this very moment, I feel like she could go into labor right now and we could make it work. I'm assuming we will talk to our adoption specialist next week and the plan is to have a conference call with the birth family next week as well. Those conversations should give us a better idea of when we will actually need to travel and how long we will need to stay there.

Poor Squishy is still in a holding pattern with work about where/if we are moving. And he has to wait on that so that he can re-enlist. Which needs to be done by December 15. So, um, a little bit of anxiety on how that is all going to come together. But it will.

All that is important is that the 4 of us are about to be together.