We became active with our adoption agency a little over a week ago. I didn't post about it because it is a strange and exciting thing, something of a non-event. On one hand, it signifies that we ate that elephant and finished the mountains of tasks necessary to get this point. On the other, it marks the beginning of a strange and ill defined waiting period.
I'll be the first to admit that I have very little patience for waiting. Even during my regular pregnancies I nearly drove myself mad with the desire for the baby to hurry up and get here already! This is another animal entirely. Not knowing how long the wait will be - a baby could come tomorrow or 10 months from now - is a bit anxiety producing. Each time the phone rings I can feel the panic/excitement/thrill building inside of me that this could be THE CALL. Family and friends have already been warned that I will be clicking over, running for the phone or otherwise using what I might consider to be rude behavior under normal circumstances in order to get to the phone.
Of course we are living life. We are doing our usual things. But soon, hopefully very soon, those things will include our next child. Until then, we're waiting!