For as long as I can remember, I have been more excited about being a mom than a wife. I’m not exactly sure why. No matter the reason, the thought of being a mom has been a dream of mine as is the perfect white princess wedding for most girls. For years I’ve said that if I hit 40 and am not married, I’d adopt. To me, adoption is an incredible opportunity to shape someone’s life – someone who has had the opportunity to have a second start in life.
After hours and hours of thinking about it and saying “when I’m 40”, I have decided to move forward with my dream so that “when I’m 40” I will be a mom – hopefully. This is a huge decision for me and while I know it’s going to be a long process filled with forms and blood, sweat and tears, I’m hoping the outcome will be what I hope it will be. I’m 37 1/2 and single and it’s time.
Yesterday was the first step in the process. I decided that I will spend the next few months doing my homework by speaking with parents who have adopted and those single folks who have adopted. I’ll emerse myself in books and blogs and articles. If you have resources (both in print, online or in person) that you’d like to share with me, please feel free to do so. For me, verbalizing something makes me do it as my voice is “out there”. Yesterday I verbalized it so today is day 1!
I’m petrified, excited, nervous, hopefull…anything and everything that you can imagine.