October 13, 2010
We’re in the home stress.
What? Did you think I meant home stretch?
Stress is the word.
I didn’t really get it until today.
I knew I’d been feeling off, but then I heard from the social worker (just routine adoption communication – nothing revolutionary) and I felt all panicky.
I’m tired all the time, but I’m not sleeping well.
My jaw is constantly sore.
It’s been one month since our match meeting.
I can’t really imagine doing this for longer.
And I know the worst is yet to come.
But I also know that the best will come right after the worst.