So, needless to say, we were super excited and had to photograph the event, although somewhat poorly as it was a beautiful sunny day today:
|Super happy, a good one of Bryce and partial-nuclear-blast for me.|
|Better of me, and a great shot of the bottom half of Bryce's face.|
Between the two you get the idea. :)
When we heard the sound of mail carrier picking up that precious package, I had a thought.
What has our life looked like through the eyes of the mail carrier?
I mean, I don't think they necessarily actually notice what they drop off and pick up, but if our super friendly postal lady did...
She'd notice that we were receiving an awful lot of mail from the University of Rochester Medical Center for years. Not too much of a tell, since there was never anything that said "Strong Fertility," but you might wonder if one of us was seriously ill.
She'd notice that four and a half years ago, we had a subscription to Am.erican Baby, a free publication I'm not sure still exists. Yet there's no evidence of a baby in our yard or cars.
She'd notice that we started getting flyers for Bu.yBuyB.aby, again without evidence.
She'd notice a lot of cards. (But not flowers since those are delivered separate from the mail.)
She'd notice that Amer.ican Baby stopped coming.
She'd notice that three years ago, we started receiving Paren.ts magazine, something I subscribed to for a dollar when I was pregnant with promise. (A promise that was broken.)
She'd notice that Par.ents continues to come to our house.
She'd notice that I also get the Resolve newsletter, which might offer some insight into our childless home with the parenting magazine subscriptions.
She'd notice that a year ago we started getting bills from Buffalo Infertility & IVF, no guessing there.
And now those bills are slowing to a trickle.
She'd notice that we started receiving a lot of mail from an adoption agency.
Did she notice the big manila envelope today?
Does she know that we finally have hope, and that our story that has been told through the mail is headed to a much brighter future? If she notices, is she happy for this turn of events, since we will be far more likely to have toys in our yard sooner than later now than when we were receiving those medical bills?
That manila envelope is a huge milestone. It ad me feeling strangely last night, a little sad-and-scared, because as I addressed it and sealed up our very sensitive and confidential information, I realized...this is the last piece that is truly within our control. After that paperwork, we are at the mercy of others' schedules, others' decisions. Bryce helped me not panic by reminding me that we still have the profile books to do, and that is 100% within our control, and a really fun and positive thing to work on. Encapsulating our beautiful life together in pictures should be incredibly rewarding. But still, it felt kind of like a relief and a terror to let that final piece of home study paperwork leave our grasp. It felt a little like jumping off a cliff into a void.
Now it has been picked up by our mail carrier, who possibly unwittingly has witnessed the entire evolution of our family-building journey. This nondescript envelope is making its way through various machines and being touched by many postal employee hands, without any of them knowing just how significant it is.
We are really, truly on our way. And today, I am nothing but excited.
|Off it goes... someone today told me the |
envelope looks like it's smirking. I prefer
to see it as a little knowing smile,
satisfied with the job it's doing for our quest.