When I left off, I was telling you how we had moved up to #1 on the waiting list. And we were only on the waiting list for about 4 weeks. But this time period fell over the holidays, and the stress of being childless for yet another holiday season was taking its toll. On Tuesday, Nov. 22, 2005, I was filled with anxiety all day. At the time I thought it was just because I really thought we would have a referral by Thanksgiving. Then 1 week into December, we got a message from the Nancys that involved the holiday schedule. I interpreted from the message that one of the Nancys would be leaving the country after Dec. 9, therefore no new news would be forthcoming. So in my mind, it was either news on Dec. 9, or no news until January (I found out later that I was wrong about that information, but it is funny how all this came into play). So when Friday, Dec. 9 rolled around, I took a personal day from work knowing I could not sit there all day waiting with a potential breakdown at the end of the day. The chaos that resulted will never completely be captured, but I will try my best.
Picture me sitting home all day in my pajamas nearing the depths of despair. Picture my poor mother doing everything in her power to keep me from tumbling over the edge. She brought me food, she had my little brother call me from New York...but alas, I was inconsolable. At some point she forced me to call Nancy, and I left her what I'm sure is an award winning pitiful voicemail. Sometime in the interval, Holly and Michelle arrived (I think they were coming to WP for our BFF Christmas get together). Bless their hearts, they too were now on cheer up duty. But a funny thing happened. Not long after they arrived, Nancy called back.
Tiny side note: You know when you wait and wait and wait for something, and you imagine how it will be, and then when it happens it's nothing like you thought it would be? Yeah.
So Nancy asks me, "Have you gotten a package?" To which I say through many layers of emotion, "AM I SUPPOSED TO BE GETTING A PACKAGE TODAY?!?" I don't know what snafu occurred, but they had not called us when they were supposed to. So she starts telling me about our baby boy! "I'm looking at a photo of your baby boy. He's sleeping...he's sleeping really hard!" And she gives me what details she has, and I'm writing them on some random blue envelope, and my audience is listening and waiting on pins and needles. So when I hang up with her I can't turn and start telling them everything because DOUG IS NOT THERE! He was still at work. So I call him and start yelling and crying and who knows what else. And here is where the true chaos starts. I have no idea if I called Erica or if someone else did, but she immediately called Scott and he brought balloons by. And now we're waiting for the UPS truck to bring the referral packet because it has the pictures in it! And just a short time passes and we see the UPS truck coming!
But in a cruel joke from fate, it did not stop at our house. So my mom chased it down the street! Yes, she did! But no, there was no packet for us on the truck. And then Scott is calling and trying to track the package...
...and finds out that the package is snowed in in Kentucky. Really?!? Is this really happening. Down, up, down, up...emotional overload! So I finally come to some kind of calm about not getting the package until Monday, and the celebrating began!
Here is our "Primera Navidad De Bebe" ornament, which we could now hang on our tree!
Rollercoaster...of Emotion! I am so thankful for all the people who took part in referral day! It was so wonderfully insane that I had no idea William was there until I saw him in one of the above pictures! HA!
Wait until you hear what happened with that packet...
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