And we have TWO!

So today... was pretty damn exciting.

There I was sitting at work looking up vacation cabins in Arkansas, reserving and planning when all of the sudden guess who calls? Emily Ferrel. Who is she? Only the BEST person I know working at DDC. She single handedly brought home our son.

She is the woman who is in charge of the home study division. Some might even call her, "The Woman" just plain in charge. She calls me and asks me " We have a 4 month old hispanic baby boy... interested?"

And I am all "Go on..." lol yea right I was so jumping out of my skin excited. I knew this call would come, I knew one day I would be running around the office screaming "Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God" and today was that day.

She continues to tell me that " he is an emergency placement, been in care since he was born, reasons unknown, has no visits with family, CPS is looking to place him in an adoptive home. He is healthy and on target... he has a cleft lip and/or palate and that will need to be scheduled for surgery asap. It is not effecting his eating nor health but is basically cosmetic"

Okay I am not gonna lie, the cleft palate is kinda scary... not to mention the fact I haven't seen a picture nor know to what degree it is. All I am hearing is baby with a hair lip. But non the less... BABY.

Dilema... Jeff is still out of town. What to do what to do? I call him and he says YES of course so I quickly call Emily back to reply. The next thing I know our home study is sent and we are approved within the hour. CRAZY? Yea pretty crazy. I feel like I have been pregnant for a day. He is coming home tomorrow. Supposedly.

Jeff's mom is on the internet right now trying to fly Jeff in tomorrow... kinda sweet. He has been gone two weeks and prob still has another week and 1/2.

I am pretty excited. There are so many what ifs? Like has the baby seen the Dr. Surely he has seen a Dr.? How many surgeries does he need? Am I gonna be all grossed out if its really bad? Am I gonna totally look past it and just see his big brown eyes? Or is he pissed at mother nature for screwing up his mouth and has a bad displacement? I am worried/excited/nervous/anxious/impatient/scared to death. Apparantly I AM a mother.

So anyways since he is so young we are going to just ignore his given name because its kind of rediculous and no its not "Jesus or Carlos or Jose" As a matter of fact I don't even know his last name. I don't know much, all I know is that he is 4 months, hispanic and has a cleft palate and needs a home who is willing to take him to get his surgery. Apparanly his last family could not comply. Sad really... oh well their loss. I do hope they have pictures.

So anyways Brittany keeps getting out of bed tonight and I am about to strangle her. But not really. lol

I told her today her baby brother is coming home and he has a boo boo on his lip. I am sure she is going to want to kiss it a million times. LOL ...creapy? We will see. I hope she isn't scared of it. I can't say for sure myself if I am totally okay with it... but how are you gonna say no to a baby with a cleft lip? What if I birthed a baby with one? Would I love him any less? Its not like it won't get fixed. Right?

Baby room is ready. I am ready. The house is ready.