It feels like I go through every emotion in the book as we move forward with our adoption.
Today I was OK with not being picked for the Gladney Center then I was MAD why not pick us? We're seasoned we know how to raise kids. Then I was excited because well foster to adopt felt right then I talked to a friend and realized how much I still have to do and I was depressed. Next someone donated something awesome for the auction and I am left feeling like I hope I don't let everyone down :(