Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....

Yesterday brought us a full day of snow.. I love the 1st snow falls.. they are always so nice and refreshing and so beautiful to look at... towards the 10th and all the shoveling it becomes a pain. I'm sure this one will not stay around, but I was surprised to see the amount we got. I'm thinking this year I will hire someone to come clean the driveway. I barely have time to get everything else done let alone get outside first thing in the morning to clear the driveway.... I should probably arrange something soon.

Today I get to call Haiti again... I am hopeful that it will bring on some good news. I'm still nervous and I hope this time I don't tremble like I did the last time. If she is signed out it will bring on a whole new set of anxiety. I will NEED to get her stuff in order... her room prepared and of course I would be hopeful for a Christmas reunion, but with all that being said, I don't want to be disappointed if she isn't here before Christmas. What a emotional roller-coaster this has been. It's funny how our 2 adoptions have been very different. With Ty's I was in the dark about everything. I had no idea what the process was like and was lucky to get an update every other month. He was my baby, but he was also just a picture. I was clueless when it came to the next steps. With Tamaya I know too much, have held her, spent time with her and miss her. I have known where I am every step of the way and have been very informed about the whole process... Neither make it any easier. Every adoption whether fast of short, is still very difficult and enough to drive you batty. Thank goodness Ty is home to remind me of the fact that she will eventually come home too and this waiting and patience (*my pretend patience) will all be worth it in the end.

* a conversation my mom and I had;
"so if Tamaya is ready to come home mid Jan I will wait until Steve comes home to have her escorted" I told her.
"Sue, c'mon do you really think that you could do that" she replied to me matter of fact.

I think my mom has a point there...lol. I'm thinking the day she is ready to come home, I will either be picking her up ASAP or she will be on the next plane home... The last few pictures of her really hit my soul. I love her so much and just want to finally parent her. It's nice to love her from afar, but I want to play with her, bath her, feed her, love her, spoil her, hold her.. (Jeeezzz that almost sounds like a bad 80's song, I want to love her, squeeze her.. wrap my arms around her.. * do you know the one?)

Anyways I better get on with my day.. I have a laundry problem, yet again. I stripped all the beds, but this time I had all the new bedding, old bedding + the comforters and the accumulation from the past week to catch up on... Steve oh Steve where are you my laundry man???? C'mon home so we can do sweet laundry together :-)