just a few more days

That's all we have.  In a few more days, we will be able to breathe that sigh of relief that all adoptive parents anticipate.

I talked with the BM's social worker today.  We gave her the name we chose, as she needs it to prepare the paperwork.  She also talked with "B" earlier today.  I couldn't help myself...I just had to ask if she knew if "B" was waivering at all in her adoption plan.  Apparently she is doing great. (insert sigh of relief here....but not a complete sigh...)  B is doing very well, both physically and emotionally, and is really looking forward to meeting us.  I don't know which of us is more excited.

In the meantime, I am preparing for my leave from work.  I have a substitute teacher lined-up, contacted HR, and have the necessary insurance paperwork for Olivia.  Just to be safe, we are not filling anything out until after Friday.  I have not even explained to by substitute why I need to take a family leave.  We learned our lesson last year with our Ukraine debacle.  We had to explain to everyone what had happened, and I just don't want to go through that again.

Tomorrow is Tuesday....a day that I can get through relatively easily.  I have a hair appointment, and LOST is on at night.  Oh, how I love that show.  I mean I really love that show. We don't watch much TV, but that show has me hooked. I cannot get enough of it...It saddens me that this is the last season.  I can't imagine not scheduling Tuesday evening around it.  I love to read the message boards, threads, theories, spoilers....anything I can get my hands on about that show that may lead to a clue and possibly figuring out just what in the world is going on!

On another positive note, Oma is doing very well.  She is no longer in Hospice, and is now living at an assisted living/memory care facility.  It is a beautiful place, and the caregivers are absolutely wonderful.  She has her own room, with her own bathroom.  She is also much more agile, and is able to feed herself, drink holding the glass on her own, use the toilet, and is walking with assistance.  I know my Ota heard my cries, because a few weeks ago, she was gone.  But she is back, and is doing much better than any of us thought was possible. Still acting goofy....telling us she is going to just go lay out in the snow, crying, but not shedding any tears....The typical.  Yesterday, she told me that she would love to babysit! (my other grandma, the one with Alzheimers, also offered her babysitting services recently!)  My mom and I just looked at each other......If you don't have a sense of humor, and see the innocence in loved ones with dementia, you could cry yourself silly.

Getting late....Staff meeting tomorrow at 8:00am, and dear hubby is complaining I spend too much time on this computer!