There are two families heading to Ethiopia right now that will take photos of our girl. This makes me feel like crying. Lots of things make me feel like crying. I should have bought more waterproof mascara for this time in my life. Or perhaps I should forgo makeup altogether and embrace the Frumpy Mom look in advance. I’m just a few clicks away from ordering my mom jeans! Let’s make this Mom thing happen!
Last night I sat in Nola’s room for a long time; it’s turned out just the way I was hoping it would, and that makes me feel good. When I am struggling with the fact that our daughter is half a world away and there’s nothing that we can do to speed the time until our court and embassy dates are appointed for us, I find comfort in doing what I can do for her here. I really can’t wait to show off to you guys what we’ve done in there. We’re one small project and one big one away from the big reveal, and I can hardly believe it. So much has come together in these few days, and I am pleased as punch. I hope Nola is pleased as punch, too, when she sees the space we’ve made for her.