Game Time!!!!

To put a fine point on a finer point, I am a horrible "pregnancy" husband.  I wasn't always, but by number 3 and 4 it was like, "yes i got it, heartburn check!, sore feet yep, got it, tired...okay yes...got it, let me guess, sore lower back ga-i-it!, and every other orifice either clogged or not clogged enough....got it, got it, okay got it, please no more....it's uncomfortable, you're uncomfortable, but crimeney sakes it's the 4th child, have any of these been a picnic?

I said i was horrible, self awareness is 90% of the trip to a cure--darn the last 10% hurts.  Anyway, the day the good Lord said "and let there be rain" i was on it like the Wolf in Pulp Fiction.  I was ready, more than ready.

Well, it's game time! again.  Get me to that baby and let's get her home and let's have Christmas w our new family and let's never look back on what was frustrating or seemingly unfair (they lost our file?????), or too easy for others but hard for us, or all those people pulling for us with yet another "sooooo, what's the latest on the adoption?" (we know you really cared and we so appreciate you doing so)....it won't matter the moment we have her in our arms.

Just like the moment Emma, Alena, Owen and Hugh arrived.  All that other stuff slipped away.  We were fast in love and never looked back and we were ready to take on the whole damn process one more time!

CU in China