So. Things have been a mite busy on Mom Street, which I'm sure you knew thanks to my relative silence.
I've been a really crappy blogger. But! (And it's a very big But indeed. No, not butt. Although that's also very big indeed.)
But! I have been a very good mom/friend/MOMS Club officer/adopting mother. Since I last posted a real, honest-to-goodness post with, like, words and stuff, there has been this:
And also some of these:
Yes, I have hosted or co-hosted two Halloween parties and a baby shower. I am hosting an intimate Thanksgiving dinner next week.
I have chaired meetings, made holiday crafts for the preschool's Secret Santa shop, solicited donations for the preschool's silent auction and met with an adoption attorney.
I have been fingerprinted. Twice. I have been criminal background-checked. I have been to north and south Florida visiting grandparents both well and unwell. I have been vaccinated against H1N1. I have had a sinus infection. I have had a leaky roof repaired. I've called the FBI 7 times. I have drunk lots and lots of coffee.
Most importantly, I completed our homestudy.
The social worker signed off on it today, pending the receipt of our FBI fingerprints. The fingerprints are supposed to be released on Monday or Tuesday, so by Thanksgiving Day I'll be jumping out of my skin every time the phone rings Is it D? Do we have a baby? Be-still my heart!
Feel for my husband, y'all. It ain't gonna be pretty.
But for now, the merry-go-round that has been my life for the past few weeks (or is it months?) has stopped and I hope to have a little time to find a groove here on Mom Street again before I take my seat on the adoption roller coaster.
In the meantime, I changed my ringtone to Tom Petty's "Runnin' Down a Dream." It seemed like the right thing to do.