2014 started off in a slump. I wrote this post in the hopes that we would be matched soon after the start of the year.
It slumped further with our second failed match.
Even though I had my own grief over failed matches to process, I decided to go see this documentary with some other transracial adoptive families. It was eye-opening, and educating, and I'm so glad that I got to hear Angela Tucker answer questions from the audience.
Becoming more frustrated with the wait and my deteriorating relationship with my parents, I took back Mother's Day. S, X and I went to a local hot springs for the weekend and enjoyed some family play time. Oh, and I turned 40.
I got deep into therapy finally reaching the crux of my issues, which has turned out to be good (and bad). As I navigate through this holiday season, I've been annoyed with my family, but there have been no meltdowns on my part, just conversations with S expressing my annoyance.
A phone call came in June.
And then her due date came and went.
Finally, we found ourselves grabbing a change of clothes and taking off for the hospital to welcome Baby Z into our family.
Now we are looking forward to finalization. My infertility is not resolved and never will be, but that has faded into the background. There's a colossal shift happening here in my space. I'm no longer a struggling infertile woman. I'm an infertile mother of children I have/am adopting. I will keep on writing here because this has always been my space to unleash. Besides, I'm too lazy to start another blog. :)