So my mother sends me an e-mail that says: “you can have what Sacha has. If you choose.” I played dumb and sent her an e-mail back, asking her to explain what she meant. What she meant is that Sacha (one of my oldest and dearest friends) lives in Portland, with her HUSBAND, and two children. It was such a low blow, so hurtful, and sadly, a reminder that contact with her future grandchild will be VERY limited.
***She writes back, stating that: “You could be married and have children. If you choose.” I wrote back that I am, for all intents and purposes, and that we are trying to do so.
AND, Dr. Park, my audiologist calls back with the results from my hearing test, and “all is normal.” Thank G-d, but now he says I probably have a “central processing disorder.’ – go on, google it – ack.
AND, the Birth mom will be in the office on FRIDAY. at 2pm. So we may not hear anything until Monday. Oh yeah, and it’s a girl, and she has a name picked out already, and would be very interested in a direct placement.
We are waiting to hear back how many of the other families said yes.
So we wait.
It’s a hard day today.