Adoption Update: Orientation Weekend
My husband and I are about to take the next step in the adoption process: We are flying to Texas on Friday for the agency's orientation weekend.
John and I have sat through this presentation two years ago, and, unless they changed the program, we know what to expect.
This time will be different, though. When the staff starts spouting their mantra - "Not if but when" - it won't sound like a sales pitch anymore. It'll sound real.
When we sat through the program two summers ago it seemed unfathomable that the fun-loving ladies who ran the show with a cocktail in hand could really find us a baby. They seemed a bit too casual about this whole thing, as if they already knew how this scenario would play out, and I just wasn't willing to trust them yet.
Back then, we just went through the motions without building our hopes too high...just in case it didn't work out. We kept our emotions in check and questioned everything the agency presented. (Frankly, it was exhausting.)
This time we are going to sit back and enjoy ourselves. I'll also be showing off pictures of Hendrick to the other couples who are going through the process for the first time and trying to provide whatever reassurance I can that they, too, will have a happy ending.
I suspect that I'll feel a little bit sorry for these first-timers as they anxiously sit through the seminars with pasted smiles on their faces, doing their best to impress the social workers.
When you think about it, this is my pregnancy. It's not so scary the second time around.
John and I have sat through this presentation two years ago, and, unless they changed the program, we know what to expect.
This time will be different, though. When the staff starts spouting their mantra - "Not if but when" - it won't sound like a sales pitch anymore. It'll sound real.
When we sat through the program two summers ago it seemed unfathomable that the fun-loving ladies who ran the show with a cocktail in hand could really find us a baby. They seemed a bit too casual about this whole thing, as if they already knew how this scenario would play out, and I just wasn't willing to trust them yet.
Back then, we just went through the motions without building our hopes too high...just in case it didn't work out. We kept our emotions in check and questioned everything the agency presented. (Frankly, it was exhausting.)
This time we are going to sit back and enjoy ourselves. I'll also be showing off pictures of Hendrick to the other couples who are going through the process for the first time and trying to provide whatever reassurance I can that they, too, will have a happy ending.
I suspect that I'll feel a little bit sorry for these first-timers as they anxiously sit through the seminars with pasted smiles on their faces, doing their best to impress the social workers.
When you think about it, this is my pregnancy. It's not so scary the second time around.
1 Comments:
Congratulations on attending Parents of Tomorrow weekend. Like you said in your post, this is your second pregnancy and you are going to enjoy it more since you don't have to figure everything out!
Congratulations!
From another Abrazomom!
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