AUTHOR: M. DATE: 10:31:00 AM ----- BODY:

Last night I.'s cell phone rang at 8:30, and the screen said "Leah cell phone" - meaning our social worker, calling on a Friday night. What would you think? Right. We were convinced she was calling about a baby, and so we reacted with utmost maturity and calm. I. looked like she was about to throw the phone to me, and I put my hands behind my back and stepped backwards. "You get it!" She hissed at me. "No, you!" I shrieked. We're basically done with our home study. We have a few loose ends to tie up, which we're purposely dragging out so that, oh, I. can finish school and all. But after our last home visit Leah said, "you know I'm calling you if the right situation comes up." We kind of sort of told her please don't, since we didn't want to have to say no to a situation that was perfect but a few months off our timeline. What arrogance, right? Trying to control a process like this to the perfect timing. We didn't really want to have the choice, so we were hoping she wouldn't call. Anyway, it turned out she was calling to connect us with another family - two women, just starting their home study, also planning a domestic transracial open adoption (just for fun, try saying that three times fast). Good. Given my recent efforts to be a social director, I'm happy for the connection. And we were relieved that she wasn't calling about a baby, yet. (Besides, if you could see the hideous purple color on the walls of what will eventually be a baby's room it would be obvious our house is not ready. Because that's really all that matters, right?) Then before bed I read Mary-Mia's post about the recent batch of referrals from China, and Karen's post about her vision of the day she'll go get her daughter. I dreamed about going to the airport with a group of people adopting from China. We were all milling around the Air Tran terminal (why Air Tran?), waiting for a bus full of girls come to meet their adoptive families. I knew I wasn't there to get my kid, just to support these families. But no one knew which familes would go home with their new daughters that day and which would have to go home and come back next month, still hoping and waiting.

-------- COMMENT-AUTHOR: avonlea COMMENT-DATE:12:28 PM COMMENT-BODY:That's cool - you were saying you wanted to find new friends and you got a good prospective match on that which can only add to your support sytem. That's great news. -------- COMMENT-AUTHOR: avonlea COMMENT-DATE:2:12 PM COMMENT-BODY:Hey, you got your other wish - a Boston blogfest - http://goodtimesgoodtimes.typepad.com/goodtimesgoodtimes/2006/01/four_fs.html

Okay - so it's a bunch of gals that have gone through or are going through IF - but I'm sure they'd welcome you - it's a great bunch of gals. -------- COMMENT-AUTHOR: avonlea COMMENT-DATE:2:12 PM COMMENT-BODY:hmm, that link didn't post how about this one:

http://pixi.typepad.com/pixi/ -------- COMMENT-AUTHOR: M3 COMMENT-DATE:10:21 PM COMMENT-BODY:Heh, I love it. I can just picture Rod and I doing the same thing when we finally get "The Call." There will be much freaking out, I guarantee it.

Cool dream, by the way.

(Notice my gritted teeth optimism that we will actually get The Call in this century. *grin*) --------