Yesterday, in a baby home in a cold city in Russia, this little man turned 18 months! He probably had no big celebration. No kisses and hugs from a special mama. There was probably no cupcake purchased at the store to mark his 1/2 birthday. No tummy tickles or zerberts to mark the passing of time.
Does this make me sad? Nope. I can’t let it. To him, it was another day. And there will be plenty of birthdays/occasions to be shared when he gets home. Does it make me anxious? You bet!
So today marks 4 weeks from leaving him. I have been BUSY. The office has moved; the crib is up; dressers have been purchased (waiting on delivery); Artist Tina is hard at work on some art work; clothes have been bought… but still, I am anxious to get back. His wait will (HOPEFULLY) be nothing like Tatiana’s wait… but, still, I. AM. ANXIOUS.
The estimate was 6 weeks; 4 on the low side 8 on the high side. My paperwork has been in for weeks. Let’s get this show on the road!! Either way, 1/2’s are good – and if it’s the high side, then I am 1/2 way there! Too bad I can’t play a “1/2” in the lotto, I am sensing a theme!