Since I was a little girl I wanted to be a mom! My favorite thing to do was play with my baby dolls. I had boy baby dolls and girl baby dolls. Dolls that ate food and dolls that wore diapers. I also had a "toddler" baby doll. I remember in third grade I used to pretend my baby and the babysitter would come to school and watch me from the hallway while I "worked."
I eventually moved from playing with baby dolls to babysitting and eventually working at a daycare and now a teacher. I have been around babies all my life. I love my niece and four nephews and was able to watch some of their births. It was incredible!
I have watched my friends have babies and have been blessed to be part of their lives. I have learned so much about being a mom from my friends, sisters and my own mom. I am so blessed to have such wonderful people in my life!
As I have watched all these amazing people have children I kept thinking my time was coming. I was going to find the right man for me. I was going to be blessed with children. Everyone kept telling me I had plenty of time. Then one day, no one was saying that to me anymore. My time was up (or so that is how I felt). How did I become close to 40? 40! Seriously? "Oh that's not old" people say to me. Maybe to you it isn't old because you are marrie and or have the beautiful kids you dreamed about. It is different when you're 40 and those dreams have not come true.
So enough of my story for now. But what I do want to say is I am in the early stages of the adoption process. This blog will be mostly dedicated to this process.
Why would I want to blog about this? Well, I want to share my experience because for me it is therapeutic. I am hoping others that are going though this will read this and we can share informtion and stories and advice. I also am single and so I have additional hurdles to jump.
Now that have written a book I will close for today or I will have only on LOOOONG post.
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