No sooner did I start painting then the phone rang. 18 month old boy needs a home, are you interested? Um, duh. Bring his little but on over!
Few minutes later................
Sorry, the case manager really needed a home on the other side of town.
Back to Mrs. Poop.
Friday, take my bf to get her wisdom teeth out. Then head to her Mom's house to help care for her and my goddaughter while her Mom packed for the vacation they were leaving for in the wee hours the next day.
Hubs calls and lets me know someone buzzed in while he was on a conference call. Nope, wasn't me. Did you check your cell? No. Could you maybe do that now? OK.
So it was this guy at CPS and he wants you to call him back.
We have a 3 month old baby boy. Are you still available?
The case manager will call you in a little while and let you know what time she'll be bringing him over.
happy dance happy dance happy dance happy dance happy dance happy dance
And at 4:45PM Friday, I was delivered an adorable 11 week old baby boy. Just like that.
more happy dance more happy dance more happy dance more happy dance
We'll call him baby A. He's got black hair and brown eyes and he smiles all the time! Only cries if he's wet himself or if he's hungry. Coos and plays and smiles some more.
This is bliss. The infertility gods owed me one and they seem to have not forgotten.............