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I'm counting down the days.
36 days.
In 36 days I will take my little man back to court for hopefully the next to last time.
In 36 days our adoption date should be set, and hopefully taken care of within a month. By July 4th Bubby should officially be mine and I could not be more excited!
I tear up just thinking about how special this last year has been and how grateful I am for the parents that birthed my sweet baby, but I'll save that post for later, maybe when it is all official.
Today I'm stressing about the logistics of it all.
I have to plan long term with this little person. I have to worry about the paperwork, new birth certificate, new social security card, etc. I have to think about him starting pre-school and kindergarten and then graduating high school and eventually college.
I like to think about the person he will become. He already has such an amazing little personality, I can only imagine how it will grow and change with him.
Today I'm stressing about names. What will I name my sweet boy?! For over a year we have simply called him Bubby for the most part. I knew if given the opportunity to adopt I would and I would not want to keep his birth name in its entirety, if at all. I feel like what you name a baby is a huge decision, but how do I find the perfect combination of unique and traditional? Should I be freaking out over the fact that the original name I picked has now sky rocketed on the "Baby Names of 2015" on nameberry.com!? Because I'm totally freaking out over this!
More than all of these things I'm stressing over at the moment (and there are plenty of other things on the list that are more than any one blog post can handle), I am so beyond excited to be this much closer to officially being a Momma and not just a FoMomma! This is not at all what I expected for my life at this point, it's so much better. I am so blessed!
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