I always liked roller coasters. Big ones, small ones, ones with loops... I liked climbing that first big hill, I loved the rush of going upside down or completely on my side. I liked that are fast. I really liked to go fast.
However, to experience all of the fun, I had to experience that first drop. You know the one... the "stomach-is-in-your-throat" drop. Ugh. And that's when it happens... the picture. A flash of light, you're tightly holding on for dear life, trying to raise your hands, trying to keep them up, not falling out, or throwing up and splattering the person behind you..(I actually saw a picture like that once...no, it wasn't me, so I could laugh about it.) But that picture, of when you're excited, and sick, and careful, and looking forward to the next turn....
That's me today.
We've climbed this huge hill of paperwork and dreams and excitement. We've rushed down the hill and been sick and disappointed and needing encouragement. Today I climb that second hill...it's not as big as the first hill, but it's close. I'm excited, and careful, and a little nauseated....but smiling.
Our story continues to amaze us. When the coaster drops and I close my eyes the Lord laughs and says "Hold on. This is going to be good." When Colombia looked dim, China appeared.. At first we thought we could not ride that coaster because of the medication issue. Then we got a waiver and today I got the letter from my doctor that okay-ed my medication and that it was prescribed for my fibrormyalgia and not for depression.
Here's the catch.... when doing our first home study I was taking paxil for post-pardon depression, after having Jake. China will not take someone who is diagnosed as depressed or on medication for such a condition. As a matter of fact, they want you to be off of the medicine for 2 years. I'm fine...we all know I'm fine. I am perfectly capable of loving and raising children. I've done it for 4 years (tomorrow, as a matter of fact).
It's like taking an anti-depressant makes you mad and unworthy to raise a kid. I'm not crazy, I don't take out my rage out on small animals, or anything for that matter, I don't dress up like a princess and demand that my subjects bring me pie. I'm fine. Not that taking meds is bad...just the opposite, if you need them by all means take them...and share. (Just kidding..sharing meds is bad..and illegal.) Sorry, I'm getting off track here. The point I'm trying to state is that our home study needs to be perfect..and if it is not, then we have to wait 2 years. (Remember I have a waiver. Confusing? yes...)
Anyway, that's where we sit for now. Riding that China coaster...excited, nervous, waiting...and this coaster, my friends, is not fast...as a matter of fact, the adoption coaster is quite the opposite, though it does guarantee some interesting twists and turns and exciting drops and climbs. But as hard as this has been...I know that there is little guy at the end of this ride and he will have been all worth it.