Sticking My Head in the Sand

The purpose of this blog was to journal for our friends, our long, lengthy, and even emotional process of adoption. Many ask where we are on this journey, so my intention is to keep everyone posted through this medium. Those of you who know me know that I thrive on a plan. In a nutshell, surprise birthday parties make me want to sit down and cry. Most of you have seen one of my many day-timers….I do have a weak spot for Franklin-Covey planning systems. The one consistent thing about adoption is that there is little predictability. Let me just say how much that scares me. Our proofs have been ready for seven weeks but I still haven’t scheduled time to meet with our photographer to order the pictures. I have yet to print our profile, which I have edited at least fifty-two times. I’ll be really honest and let you know that my sister even wrote the majority of it. She is very aware of this problem I have, known as sticking my head in the sand. If I ignore it, it will either go away or someone else will do it for me. Those who have been down this path before assure me that this is the hardest part. Creating a profile complete with photos and actually handing it over to the attorney will be the most difficult step of this whole process, I am told. At this point I would tend to agree. Eric is so patient and puts up with my dragging this out. What a good man. I am setting a goal to have it completed by Thanksgiving. That will give me one month to take control of myself and do this! I’m forcing myself to get over the ostrich syndrome.