Adoption has been on my mind a lot lately. I've been reading about it, worrying about it, dreaming about it, and thinking about it sort of incessantly.
I've been reading about it on all kinds of new adoption blogs I've come across. One that I fell in love with is Production, Not Reproduction. It's funny, well written, and full of resources. I'm a little overwhelmed by it. And suddenly feel like I need to use my evil blogging power for good.
I've been worrying about it because we are still waiting for our finalization date. Right now it's scheduled for about a month from now, but we've already been bumped from the docket once, so I'm just crossing my fingers. The whole situation still feels like a dream to me. I know that I am Pie's mom, but it doesn't feel concrete. It doesn't feel unshakable.
I've been dreaming about it in the last week or so. I had a lovely dream that Pie's birthparents came to visit her and told us that they were expecting again. That they were still in the same situation and wanted us to take that baby as well. Of course we were thrilled. Having a sibling for Pie would be beyond fantastic.
Ever since the dream I've been thinking about it non stop. I don't know that it will happen. It's greatly unlikely from Pie's birthparents. After her birth, her birthmother took long-term birthcontrol steps. Pie fell into our lap and was beyond a surprise. I can't see lightening like that striking twice.
It's such an odd and amazing situation to be in. Even after 5 months (plus the 7 weeks we knew beforehand) I still haven't found my footing.