Boo Hoo

It is week 8 in PGN, and my "waiting patience" is wearing thin. As I know, like all of us in the "biz" know, there is no rhyme nor reason to the PGN. I know that there are people in for months and months and those in for weeks. I really have no reason to complain about 8 weeks. I also understand that there were some delays this week due to something happening in PGN 'not too pleasant' and due to a holiday, but I was just hoping to hear, "You are Out!" this week. As the week draws to a close, I am feeling that this is not going to happen for us at the time I think that it will. I am just anxious, that is all. I do pray that we did not make it this far only to get kicked out and have to start over again. Not cool. Not cool at all. I vote NO on that happening.

Throw me a bone, Barrios, throw me a frickin' bone. lol.

Now, why I am I "crying" then... well, what we look forward to most here at the Lesko house is photos of our little Mo. Each month, like clockwork, I get my daily dose of my little man via internet. Not so, this month. The doctor's camera broke. Seriously. I called my agency to see about an update, and they told me that this is what happened. I know some of you non-adoptive parents reading this probably think that I am weird, but those photos really are like crack. I cannot be the only one who thinks this way. I check the email around that date about 500 times a day. My mouse is worn out from the constant click on the "send/receive" button. When those photos did not come, I cried. I sat here like a ninny and cried. I thought, one more month without seeing his eyes to know he is okay. I just need that face time.

Needless to say, steer clear of me this week. I may be short tempered, I may cry. I can if I want to - you would cry too if it happened to you. :-(