What's New in Sincoffville

So, it's time for me to divulge the news I mentioned in my previous post.

Ethan and I are giddily expecting a biological baby boy! He's due 12/12. I'll be 20 wks pregnant this Friday. He's absolutely perfect, healthy and gorgeous. Below is a 3D or 4D pic of his widdle face. Don't hate him because he's 10x more adorably delicious than your own mediocre offspring. It's not his fault.

He so totally looks like Daddy

I'm doing fine, physically. Just the normal pregnancy complaints. In adoption news, it seems likely that we may not receive a referral before I'm too far along to travel, so this blog will be on temporary hiatus. I will, however, be blogging about the remainder of this pregnancy and anything I feel like bitching about at any given moment on my other blog--Nothing Personal. Feel free to stop by and visit.

Thanks,

Vicki

Long Time no Blog

It's been yonks since my last update. There simply hasn't been anything to report adoption-wise. Still no referral, and we've just been informed that we were mistakenly placed too high on the waiting list and have been bumped down 2 spots to boot. Joy!!!

I have other news to impart, but that shall have to wait until later in the week, so stay tuned.

In the meantime, I've been tagged. I do not know of any other bloggers to tag, but will do my best to come up with 6 things about myself you may not know:

1. My two favorite ice cream flavors are birthday cake and cotton candy. Our local ice cream parlor has both and I try to indulge myself at least weekly.

2. I'm a closet nosepicker. I confine it to the privacy of my own home, but there's nothing quite as satisfying as giving the ol' snoot a thorough purge--usually while watching Jeopardy. It's a nightly ritual. I blame it on my German background. The Germans are shameless "gold diggers."

3. My two favorite film genres are period pieces (Room with a View, Sense and Sensibility, etc.) and zombie films (Romero is still the king). My third favorite movie genre is "really disturbing movies made by French people."

4. I'm a total lefty. This will not come as a surpise to close friends, but I thought I'd put it out there for other readers of my blog. I am what right wing mfers would refer to as a "bleeding-heart liberal." However, I am not a "knee-jerk" liberal. There's a big difference.

5. I can tolerate having blood drawn, but I can't STAND the sight of hypodermic needles entering my or anyone else's arm. I have to look away. I can look back once the needle is in, but not while it's still being inserted. I had a bad experience in the ER as a kid where some lame-brained nurse blew out all the veins in my left inner elbow and have been traumatized ever since. My arm was black and blue and sore for weeks.

6. I'm obsessed with books about serial killers and polygamist Mormons. I secretly long to be a forensic psychologist/behavioralist and figure out how serial killers come to be. My obsession with polygamist Mormons stems from being a feminist and not understanding how any woman would allow herself to be subjugated in such a manner and relegated to being a mere baby factory. Plus, they dress funny.

There you go! I'll add to it if I think of anything else.

But I Digress...

I know this is an adoption blog and not a political blog, but MAAAAAAAAAAAAN do I love Keith Olbermann!!!!!

Click here to check out his scathing "special comment" to Hillary Clinton regarding her unfortunate remarks re: the democratic primary process and RFK's assassination.

Awesome.

Finally--An Update!

Hold your horses, kiddies--we haven't received a referral just yet. Besides, there are quite a few people who would be VERY, VERY ANGRY with me if I announced the news here first before giving them all personal phone calls.

However, I just popped down to the mailbox to sort through our usual mountain of junk mail when I saw an envelope from USCIS! We got our I171-H approval! Whoop! Whoop! That means The US Govt has decided we are fit to be parents and adopt a foreign child.

We filled out the I600-A back in January--it's a sort of pre-application to adopt a foreign child (actually to declare a foreign orphan as an immediate relative). Once we get our referral, we need to submit form I600 (the actual application) to let them know we've identified a child to adopt and await their approval once again. The point of filing the I600-A, as you may have guessed, is to speed up the processing of the I600 once a child has been identified.

I've been dragging my feet completing our dossier requirements. I've been in a bit of a funk lately. We're several weeks past the 4 to 6 week estimate our agency gave us for our referral. Between the 3 mos spent on our VN adoption and the 2 mos spent on this Kyrg adoption, I felt like I couldn't exhaust one more iota of effort for something that has shown me zero results just yet. After years of unsuccessfully trying to become parents, it's so difficult to convince myself that it's really, really going to happen--and soon!

So when I saw that blessed, blessed envelope betwixt Clipper Magazine and Ethan's Wrestling Observer Newsletter, I let out a squeal of delight and did a little happy dance. I needed that little victory today. How very timely. Just what I needed to kick my ass in gear and square everything away.

It's shaping up to be a great weekend! First the great news today, then Ethan and I are going into the city tomorrow to see Cat On A Hot Tin Roof, featuring James Earl Jones and Terence Howard. It's a matinee, so we'll be back in Madison in time for dinner. We haven't decided what we're doing Sunday and Monday just yet. I'm sure I'll grill something at some point. I could care less. I'm just looking forward to relaxing with my sweetie.

Another Babyless Mother's Day

I was secretly hoping that we would receive our referral in time for Mother's Day, but no dice. :(

At least I know without a doubt that I'll be a mom by next Mother's Day. That's somewhat reassuring, but it doesn't make today any easier.

Nothing Exciting

No adoption news to report. I'm going to call the agency in a little while to touch base and see how things are going.

I just wanted to share a wonderful discovery I made yesterday. If you take a regular chocolate brownie mix and mix in 1c of Nutella and 3/4c of chopped hazelnuts, it's pretty much the best goddamn thing you've ever eaten in your life.

Butt Peas

I took Ethan out for his second bike lesson today. He did well! He's almost got it. I think he'll be riding like a pro in another 2 to 3 lessons. He fell once, but escaped unscathed.

I, on the other hand, didn't fare so well. After finally recovering from having thrown my back out TWICE last week, I came to a sudden stop on my bike which caused me to slam my tailbone into the tip of my seat hard enough that I can't sit or get up and down without whining like a baby.

I've been popping ibuprofen like Tic Tacs and lying on my side all evening. I read online that I should be applying cold compresses 20 to 30 mins 4x a day, so I'm writing this perched atop a frozen bag of Trader Joe's Petite Peas. When I brought them into the bedroom I warned Ethan, "Don't eat these peas. They're butt peas now." Hence the title of this entry.

No adoption updates, unfortunately. Just wanted to share what an absolute klutz I am. I just hope my butt heals enough that K and I can go out to the PA primary results watching parties Tuesday night without my having to bring along one of those embarrassing hemorrhoid donut pillows. If I do have to bring the donut with me, I'll be sure to paste pictures of Hillary's face to it beforehand.

GObama!