We’ve spent the better part of today on the phone, lawyers, friends, hubby’s office, government offices(please hold – forever!) – ohmigosh, it’s exhausting. Then off in search of more formula, a debate over prices in strollers. Please note, my Canadian friends, it is illegal to use an American infant seat in Canada, if you are a resident of Canada. Not that it prevents people from doing it but there you have it. But if we bought a stroller here and the matching car seat at home, it would still end up being the same price as buying the travel set in Canada. In any case, we have enough stuff to lug back home, so hubby will have to leave the Jeep trail stroller behind. You guys have it good here on the major items, the prices are at least 30% lower.
Tomorrow morning is court day. And then after that, we go to the secretary of state’s office, then passport office. How they intend on making this kid open his eyes when the camera goes off, I have no idea. There better be a nipple on the end of the camera lens.
Hubby threw up today – he’s not sick. He’s nervous. Like before a big game. I gave him an Ativan. Frankly, I never expected him to take it, but he did. I haven’t needed one since we received news the papers had been signed. I haven’t seen him this raw since the day we married. His heart is wide open for this child. I have never seen him like this and I don’t think I expected this reaction for a child that was not of his own blood. I don’t think he expected it either. He said that this child didn’t ask to be born and to be taken by us, that we owed him the best that we could offer him. Yes, we do.