confessions of a cluttered mind

there will be coffee and cookies in the Gandhi Room after the revolution

My Unitarian Jihad Name is
Sister Gatling Gun of Looking at All Sides of the Question.

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parenting, worrying about parenting, and worrying about worrying about parenting

I've been dreaming a lot about having a baby again. Not about physically giving birth, of course, but about actually having a baby in our care that is our child. It seems more real these days - I can actually describe the baby's features, I know the child's gender, I know how it came to be in our care - unlike my earlier dreams in which I simply found myself caring for a child with no idea how it all came to be.

I think it might be because I feel closer to actually becoming a parent than I ever have before. We haven't finished our homestudy - we both have appointments this afternoon with our doctor, who has to fill out a form for each of us, and I'll bring this last bit of paperwork to the agency either tomorrow or Monday. Then we just have to meet with the social worker, who we hope will approve us. There is still much to do, but I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

It's not all sunshine and bunnies, though.
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