Today, the social worker comes to our home. We got the word on Tuesday that if all goes well, the mother would like for us to adopt her almost 9 year old daughter. I have done nothing special to prepare for this visit. I see no reason to do so. My home is relatively clean, overly clean according to some people and not clean enough to others. I see no safety hazards here as I have a small grandchild and have already gone through the house to take measures to keep him safe when he begins to crawl and walk. I have nothing to hide and neither does my husband or son, so I see no reason why we would not be able to have this child.
It has been a hectic week though from running around trying to find documents that are needed for adoption and trying to fill out all of the paperwork involved. I knew there would be a lot to it, but gee whiz....i really had no clue whatsoever! All for the best of the child though and that is the job of the agency.
We are super excited at the aspect of having another child in our home. My son is looking forward to no longer being "the baby" as well. Bless his heart, with him being a child, he told me that my blow dryer is dangerous and to lock it up. LOL....ok, so it was done. Then he tells me that I must also lock up my straightener and curling iron....LOL....ok, i never use those, so that has been done as well. He didn't find anything else that he thought would be dangerous, so I guess we are all good on that part. :-)
I can only hope that my oldest child, our 19 year old married with a baby child, comes to terms with this. She won't discuss it with me and if I try to talk to her about it, she just nods her head and changes the subject. I don't know if she is jealous, or if she feels like she is being replaced, or if she feels like we are kicking her and her baby out of our lives. We must get her to open up and talk to us somehow.
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