They are purchasing plane tickets tomorrow! That means Host Boy is coming!!!!!!!
The only things that could stop him from coming now are matters of chance. He is randomly adopted at the last minute, he’s too sick to travel, he gets himself into trouble and the director won’t let him come…anything like that. I’m praying none of that will happen, of course. (Well I guess if he’s happily adopted at the last minute that might be good for him, but I doubt that will happen.) I’ll be holding my breath until I hear my little guy is on the plane in Kyiv!
Apparently he was hosted once before with a church group, but our hosting people weren’t able to get in touch with anyone from the church to find out any more info about how the kids were. Hmmm…
I’m super excited about meeting him.
Dreading, DREADING the 7-8 hour car ride there though. Blah. And the car ride back too…
They are arriving at 11:30 pm. I’m hoping he will pass out on the way home and wake up re-set on American time. Since they are 8 hours ahead nights and days are pretty much switched. Tanya was awake all night long for the first few nights.
Fifteen days until Host Boy comes. I hope it goes by fast! I have butterflies in my belly thinking of it.
I’m frantically praying that I don’t start feeling sick from the pregnancy. Right now at 5 weeks, 5 days I feel mildly nauseated here and there, but nothing major or life altering. I mainly just feel weak and tired. For some reason my intestines are freaking out lately–super bloated and gassy like a man. What the heck? And random diarrhea. So not cool. Is it the hormones? I haven’t been eating anything different or changed any vitamins. I have never, ever been this gassy or bloated with the last three pregnancies. Gas-X is my new best friend. Wheeeeee!
My mom said she never had morning sickness with either of us. She said she felt kind of yucky in the evenings but not terrible. If only I could be so lucky!?
I’m still super paranoid about miscarriage. Maybe all of my intestinal distress is from anxiety. ;)
I haven’t even allowed myself to imagine that I could be having a real baby in August. I’m not even going to think about that. It still feels totally unreal, anyway. Like I’m just imagining it or something.
If I’m still pregnant at the beginning of January I’ll have an ultrasound at 9-10 weeks and then maybe it will seem real.