So here we are at the 9 month point. The rumors are looking good for a possible October referral (that's only 3 more months!) but I'm not getting my hopes up. Can this be compared to my pregnancy with Ben in a way - I went into premature labor at 25 weeks. Complete bedrest for 12 weeks and 3 hospital stays during that time. At 37 weeks I went off my medication and bedrest. Walked around for almost 3 more weeks with contractions but no baby. I finally had to be induced due to pre-eclampsia (or whatever that is, that was almost 16 years ago!). So the slowdown is like the bedrest, the rumors are like the 3 weeks I walked around expecting something to happen any minute, but it didn't. Dumb analogy maybe, but since I'm at the 9 month wait point it reminded me of a pregnancy, my one and only pregnancy. That's the best I could come up with! :-)
So when I was on bedrest, I thought that time would *never* end. I was blessed in that my sister came over every day and did a little housework, watched TV and played games with me, so that helped pass the time. We played a lot of Yahtzee and watched a lot of The Price is Right. ("Full house, be there!" - that's for you Ginny.) Now it's been almost SIXTEEN YEARS since that ended. Then walking onto the Lifest grounds for the first time this year, I said to my sister "Weren't we just here, like yesterday?" but it had been a whole year. My point is time flies. My referral will be here before I know it (I think!). We're almost getting to the fun part of the wait, where our referral is coming into sight (if the rumors are true). I won't be taking too many computer breaks if we get too much closer, but I'm off now for a few days.
And now for a photo. Lindsey was mad about something here, well she *was* mad, she was over it here but she refused to smile. She was looking like this on purpose.