And Being the Annoying Adoptive Parent Begins!

I knew I'd be this adoptive parent.  I didn't want to be, but I knew I would.  You read about them.  They are the ones who do the insane research, which is great.  What isn't great is when you are on the other end of them.  The one the social workers talk about at lunch time.  You get everything to them before it is due, and then follow up to make sure they got them.  You scan and email something, and call to make sure they got the documents.  But that isn't the worst part.  The worst part is once the wait starts.  I am going to try my damndest to not be too annoying, but it is hard.  I see how it happens now.  I got an email from our social worker saying since we are officially in the pool, they are now putting our profile up on their birthmother website, which we have access to.  She asked us to sign the release, and we did (2 minutes later) and sent it (3 minutes later).  That was 2 days ago.  I have checked the site 4 times and we are not up yet.  I tried to hold back, I TRIED!  Promised myself I would just look at it in a few days.  OOPS, I checked again today, still not there.  So I emailed her asking if she would mind letting me know when they put our profile up.  So basically, asked her to handle my obsessive behavior for me :)  Now I can finally stop checking!  Because she will send me an email when it is up!  Crap, should I call to make sure she got my email??? ;)

I joke- I joke, but I really do see how the wait can be hell.  And how we will wait for the monthly newsletter to tell us what children were adopted and show us why we weren't picked.  I feel really lucky to have my social worker, she is AMAZING and so responsive and never seems annoyed at any of my questions.  I do wonder where I am on the scale of annoying.  I am quite thorough, I mean this is a LIFE, so yes, I ask many questions and have done extensive research and feel more informed.  I am hoping I am somewhere in the middle of the annoying scale.  I may make up for it by being overly nice and using my high pitch phone voice/ordering food voice/running into someone voice.  Do you have one of those?  It automatically happens when I am on business calls, talking to a waiter or see neighbor Sally at the food market.  YEP, I said food market because it seems to go with the voice I use, like I am in the 1950's with my apron on, being all Pleasantville.  We know my voice is nasal and I mumble,  but not in those situations.  I turn into Pollyanna.  Not because I am fake, it just happens?!  "OH HI Gail, Hope you are having a great week, don't you just LOVE this weather?!  Wondering if I could annoy the shit out of you real quick and make sure you got my documents and let me know when our profile is up and send me a receipt for our book and double check that our baby mama hasn't done any cocaine and wondering what last name the baby gets when they are born and OHH, actually, would you just go ahead bear a child for us? I will make you a treat, thanks!"

"Umm...Hello?"  OK- MAAAAYBE that was a little bit of an exaggeration :)

Trying to contain my questions and rice cripsy giving so they don't put us on the bottom of the list,
Bumpless Baby mama