At 32 years old, I must admit that I feel very young. Yeah, I could stand to lose a few pounds, and perhaps my hair is a little thinner than it was 10 years ago, but overall, I'd have to say that "old" is just not I word I would use to describe myself.
This year, though, I have noticed an interesting phenomenon occurring all around my similar-aged friends. And yes, even we got caught up in it....It seems I can't sneeze without opening my eyes and finding out a friend or a family member is pregnant! Now, while I am mostly certain that my sneezing is not to blame for these events, I have to wonder what exactly is going on...
Three years and 18 days ago, we met our son for the first time. We brought him home 28 days later, knowing what a blessing he would be for us - two guys who dreamed of having a family, but not really having the resources to make that dream a reality. It was almost by happenstance that Son entered our lives; a co-worker of husband had known we were interested in adopting, and it just so happened that her niece was searching for a happy, healthy home in which to place her son. How we managed to come up with the money to cover attorneys' costs, I may never know, but we managed. This was a once-in-a-lifetime event.
Fast-forward...Husband is at a different school, with an entirely different staff. We had just returned home from our Christmas break, during which Husband, Son, and I spent some quality time at the family's cabin in Montana. One evening, while relaxing in front of the stove, Husband and I were contemplating how lucky we were to have our son almost fall into our laps. Only days later, 264 days ago from today, to be exact, we would be back home, resuming work, and Husband would receive the phone call from a co-worker that would change our lives. Again.
It would appear that Husband's co-worker knew of a young woman who was pregnant and desperately trying to find a happy, healthy home in which to place her unborn baby girl. Again, how we managed to come up with the money, I am certain I will never know. This, as it appears, was a twice-in-a-lifetime event.
And so here we are, back to bottles and diapers, formula and teething once again. We couldn't be happier. Daughter has added a whole new dynamic to our family, one that we weren't aware that we were missing, but one that we certainly can't live without. There is something magical, something beyond everyday human experience, in watching the bond form and grow between Daughter and Son. But I have to admit, 2 kids is a LOT of work!
Husband and I have talked a lot in recent days about how lucky we are, and about how perfect our family is for us. Here we were, two guys who never believed they would have children, and now we have two. But, Husband and I now laugh...2 kids is just right...3? That would be CRAZY! So, we think we are "closed for business" as far as any future adoptions are concerned. And yet, everywhere we turn, our "breeding" friends and family are announcing pregnancies (for many, it is a second or a THIRD!). There has to be something in the water.
Therefore, Husband and I are announcing immediately...we will no longer be drinking water. From here on out, it will be safe-drinking habits for us! Now, where did I put that cork-screw?
Cheers, everyone!
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