It’s amazing how many people are going to love this child …
Yes. I am indeed excited.
No. I don’t really have any news.
Yes. The nursery is ready.
I am ready too. Or at least ready to learn I’m probably not really ready.
No. Please don’t call her Catie. I adore the name Katie. Well, even more so, I adore my dear friend Katie, and my friend Katy (even though she’s really terrible about returning phone calls … I wonder if she has any news about her baby?!) and my other friends Katie. But she’s going to be Catherine Anna. You can call her Cate. Or Cate Anna. Or Catherine. No Catie. Or Caty.
I have no idea if I have everything I need. But I know I have family and friends who will help me get anything I realize I don’t have.
No. I don’t have a Diaper Genie or Wipe Warmer and I don’t intend to get either.
No. She hasn’t gone into labor. If she had, I wouldn’t be answering my phone at work.
Sure. We can have lunch. We can get together. Obviously we’re hoping to cancel.
Did I mention that I am excited? I don’t do excited expressions well.
Yes. We are going to let you, and you, and you, and you, and you, and you … know when she arrives. Expect a mass e-mail and then probably a phone call. Maybe a text message. And if you’re in the area (meaning southern Indiana at first, then Murray) please come visit.
So, here’s the thing, I am so thankful for all the people who love us and will in turn love our baby. Quite frankly, I’m not sure what I would do without my family and friends. The anticipation of Cate is fun for Greg and me. We’re dreaming and hoping and thinking and praying. Like kids waiting for Christmas or a couple planning their wedding or people waiting to go on the trip of their lives, we’re waiting with great anticipation. You know how excited you are? Yeah, I bet we have you beat. But we’re just working and living our lives waiting for the phone call. Then we can drop what we’re doing for this baby girl.
But until then, you can refer to the answers above. We really do hope we have new (good) news to share soon. But the lesson in this whole thing (the trying-to-get-pregnant-turning-to-adoption phase) has been God’s timing. And I know controlling the timing of her birth is completely out of our hands. (Just so you know, were I in control, she would have been here yesterday. Yep, would have been the best birthday present yet!)