We are right smack dab in the middle of our TA(travel approval) wait. Those who have been in the adoptive process know what this means…
It means that I can’t think about anything but our little boy.
It means we are so close… soon, we are going to meet him, and I am having a hard time focusing on anything but getting to China. We are just sooo ready to hop on a plane and bring our sweet boy home.
It means that these last weeks, this waiting, feels like pure torture.
We are so close, and some days, most days, it feels so hard. I teeter between moments of pure bliss at the thought of holding our boy for the first time, and then swing to moments where all I can do is pray for his little heart that will grieve the loss of people who love him and all that he knows. Knowing that our boy is just weeks away from having his world completely rocked makes my heart hurt…and some days, it’s just too much.
We are so close… and that’s just about all I can think about these days.