Sure, that's the easy answer but I'm frustrated these days. It's the passing of another year and what feels like no movement forward to becoming a family of 3 (4 if you count the dog). I realize there is movement and literally. you. never. know! Sure whatever but I'm a grade-A cynic at heart and now S is starting to join me at the bottom of the pit of despair. heh. We've been on the list for 17 fucking months.
Our agency is now reporting 15 to 24 months waiting before placement. So really, I shouldn't be whining should I?
That won't stop me...
p.s. I promise not to come back until I have something nice to say.