I posted a few weeks ago about how Sean and I were perched on a precipice - considering a very big leap for our family. That post was here.
Yesterday, I flippantly wrote a post about "our" vasectomy, which included discussion of our unsuccessful quest to add to our family. That post was here.
And today I am feeling the need to ask for a little something - support, understanding, prayer, what have you - for our flying leap.
Here's the deal: this Saturday we are attending an Adoption Fair by a large adoption agency in our state. Following the open house Fair, we are going to the required "informational meeting", and then I anticipate we will be handing over our screening application. I am so excited I could squeal at the drop of a hat (which would not be normal behavior for me). And at the same time, there is a lot that I am nervous about. Sean's addiction history is probably the biggest red flag that we have, and different agencies (and countries if we end up pursuing international adoption) have different requirements when it comes to major medical or addiction histories. The more I look into adoption, the more I know this is a path I've been meant for. And I know that adoption comes with lots of ups and downs and unexpected complications, so I am trying to remain hopeful and in the moment, rather than worrying about all the possible setbacks. We will know a LOT more about what the future holds after Saturday.
In the meantime, let's all breathe together: In-2-3-4, Out-2-3-4-, In-2-3-4 ...