Less Than 30 Days!

I'm starting to feel the pressure! I'm cranky, I'm over-eating, I'm fretting over every small detail of this adoption, and tomorrow is the travel seminar.

When we adopted Rylee, I was cool as a cucumber. I just went with the flow. I was naive! This time, I'm preparing for every possible scenario...and frankly, it's wearing me out! I envy the first-timers in our group who are experiencing sheer joy.

For the first time, I'm dreading the fact that Lyle will not be with me. I am going to miss him terribly and being away from Miss Magoo will be unbearable! I made a calendar up for her to put stickers on every day, to track when I'd be home. I also bought her a small gift to open every night with Daddy. Yup, it's going to be really hard...lots of tears!

We interrupt this sappy post for some late-breaking news! "Breaking" is the operative word here.

So I was rearranging the girls' room this afternoon, changing the summer bedspread over to the heavy duvet, moving the crib to a better position, etc. when I noticed that the crib mattress was crooked. I crawled underneath to see if the corner hooks were misaligned...and that's when I saw the real damage! Uh huh, the board that holds the mattress up, was snapped in half. I couldn't believe it! And that's when I remembered this little incident back in May...