Welcome Back

Helllllloooooooo (waving obnoxiously and said in my best Jerry Seinfeld voice).

I know, I know, it’s been too long. For those of you that Jess and I see on a regular basis you are pretty much filled in on all the good stuff. For those of you whom we don’t see on a regular, let me say it again, Hellllllllloooooooo.

Let’s see, where do I begin. Let’s start here….

We’re MARRIED!!!! Mmmmmmhmmmmm, that’s Mrs. Heather Kimberling now, thank you very much.

Not that you didn’t already know this exciting news. I warned you. Facebook posts at a nauseating level. Well calm down, it’s over now. Next up, baby posts. Again, you’ve been warned.

My previous post was about the emotional roller coaster that is adoption. Nothing has changed there. Every week it gets a little more intense. Do we start a nursery? Do we have a baby shower? Do we register? Yes, Yes and YES!!!

But then, you talk to the social worker and she lays it out there. The cold hard truth. All answers become, no, maybe and let's wait a little longer.  

Nobody asked for the cold hard truth. You just sit down, all giddy inside waiting, still thinking about the perfect nursery you saw on Pinterest and BAM!!! A dusty thick book is slammed down in front of you, the title, “The Worst Moments of The Best Moment of Your Life.” (Julia Roberts to play HK, Ellen Degeneres to play Jess. It's Hollywood people, we don't make the rules. Just go with it).

So we go back to waiting. Empty room where nursery will be. Pinterest boards remain pinless, giddiness, butterflies and excitement still alive, yet subdued because you really don’t know what to do or how to feel.

What if she changes her mind? This is a huge possibility. We can’t come home from Arizona to a perfected nursery. But what if everything goes perfectly? We don’t have a perfect room for our perfect Shane. So what do you do? Well, I’ll tell ya. You freak out because Birth Mom (BM), we like to call her First Mom (FM, because I can’t type BM without giggling), is due in three weeks. THREE WEEKS.  

All of your plans for that perfect Pinterest nursery go flying right out the door. THREE WEEKS. Jess painted the room a perfect, “Azure Snow.” Keeping it fancy. The chest we were going to sand and repaint, it’s brown, un-sanded and perfect for clothes and diapers and a changing pad. Crib (to be put together this weekend). Check. Bookcase. Check. Toybox. Check. Arguments about what pieces to put on walls. Check. Check.

So, that’s what's going on in our neck of the woods, but wait, there’s more. Stay tuned. I have created a series of blogs to update you on when we are leaving. Skype dates with FM. Where we are staying. Our fears and our excitement about how our life is going to become so rich with emotion and love (and completely turn upside down) in a few weeks.  We can’t wait to share our journey with you and hope you will give any and all advice of your journey in parenthood. As a niece, nephew, uncle, aunt, sister, brother. See, there’s always a journey and advice somewhere.

Cheers

HK and Jess