Well, we’re into our 3rd week of the “correction phase” and, I gotta be honest, I am struggling. These days are looooong and my patience is thiiiiin – not a great combination. My road rage has gotten better, though. I was even stuck behind a tractor today on my way home for about 20 minutes and not once did I think about running it off the road and shoving handfuls of hay down Farmer Brown’s throat. Progress. All in all, I’m hanging in there. I’m determined to survive this wait with as much of my sanity intact as possible. So far…so…well, good enough.

So in case things around here weren’t stressful enough, I’ve also been dealing with a slight medical issue over the past couple of weeks. Nothing serious at all. I spent yesterday afternoon getting a few tests done, which certainly wasn’t fun but there was one great moment that brought a smile to my face that I thought I’d share with y’all.

Adoption is often referred to as a “paper pregnancy” and, although I can’t relate to an actual physical pregnancy, I can definitely see some similarities: excitement, joy, STRESS, and a loooong anxious wait to hold your child in your arms. But even though some of the feelings are the same, the process is quite different. There aren’t too many experiences that overlap. But yesterday I got to have a little “pregnancy moment” that made me giggle. During my “Day of Doctors,” one of the tests I had to have was an ultrasound. Now don’t get excited, I am NOT pregnant. My uterus was not even involved in this process. Don’t worry either, I am FINE. I’m totally and completely fine. And even though I wasn’t exactly enjoying myself at the doctor’s office yesterday, I did laugh out loud while they were examining my insides and cry out, “Hey, this is my first adoption sonogram!”

And even though they weren’t viewing my heart, if they had, this is what they would have seen: