It was going to be a Save the Date card. On the outside it would say, "Save the Date, 08-08-08," and on the inside would be a picture of the positive pregnancy test. That is how I was going to share our good news with our family the very first time I ever thought I might be pregnant. The first moment my parents realize the will be grandparents.
And without any fun surprises, excited hugs, or tears of joy, that day has come and gone. Instead of that moment, we got months of a slow adoption process, filling everyone in each step of the way. Yes, I know people around us are SO COMPLETELY supportive and excited, but sometimes it feels more like pity and doubt.
Can I blame them? NO! My own excitement is laced with self-pity and doubt! And I don't have choice but to believe that, yes, this is our path to parenthood, and yes, there WILL be a baby at the end of this broken road. I understand the protected excitement, the guarded hearts.
The thing is, I just love a really good surprise.