Got word today that this baby, that baby is not going to be our baby. Richy and I had already pretty much settled on that, so it's not really sad or disappointing or anything. In fact, it's kind of a relief to have an answer. Pray for the family of this little guy, that they find Jesus and become a safe place.
So now we wait some more, which is okay. I have several projects I'm working on pre-baby, including cleaning out a nook/closet type space where I plan on putting the crib. The crib that Bean sleeps in, currently. I am planning on moving her to a big girl bed any minute now. Sigh. Also, I need to raise 1 gillion dollars. Get in on that by clicking on the ChipIn link over on the sidebar, or by buying an awesome shirt, if you want.
It's a weird place emotionally. I have to disconnect myself somewhat to be able to think of the mom's best interest, of the baby's best interest. If I am trying to do what I say I am, then I am the servant here, and that's hard, sometimes, because I love babies, and I would like one to come and live at my house. It just needs to be right, so we wait.
So there you go, that's what I've got today. For lighter fare, check the last few posts. Couple laughs in there....