Had to happen sometime...

Wow, well, I hate to say it but Sarah Morale is at an all time low regarding this whole adoption process. When we were only working on the paperwork that goes into the Dossier, I felt like I was just flying through it. Now we are working on the Dossier and our paperwork for the Home Study application. It doesn't sound like an application would be much paperwork, but, wow. So, anyway, I have three different "To Do" lists running at the same time, and even though I am getting things checked off, it still feels like I am getting NOTHING done because I still have three lists. And it's not just filling out paperwork about ourselves, it's answering in depth questions, having other people fill out references for us, mailing things all over the country and back, notarize this, state certify that, fax here, sign there, and wait wait wait.

The thing that is REALLY frustrating me is that it seems every time we go somewhere to complete one of our "tasks" there is some kind of problem. Everything we try to get done we have to do five or six times over because four or five of those times something ridiculous is wrong. Example: I have been trying to turn in our passport applications for weeks. It's taken forever to get our passport pictures done and all the documents together that we needed. We moved two weeks ago and our internet company took two whole weeks to hook our internet up at our new place. (You can't imagine how many things I needed to do for this adoption but couldn't because I didn't have internet access.) So, Thomas couldn't complete his application until we got our internet. Then we both have to be there to turn in our applications, so it's taken a while for Thomas to get off early enough to go. Finally today we made the trek to City Hall and finally found our way to where we were supposed to turn them in. The lady said "Sorry. We only take apps on Tuesday and Thursday from one to three." She told us that we could turn it in at the post office five days a week, so we headed over to the post office. We waited at the post office and then the lady at the counter said "We stop taking them at four." I was about ready to cry when we left. It might not seem like a lot, but when we are trying to do fifty different things and nothing goes right it starts to get really discouraging.

Not for one minute have I questioned whether this was the right thing for our family or not. I will not let the struggle waiver my determination or my anticipation for meeting our darling boy. But, I sure could use some prayer and encouragement.