Today I think I saw one factor of many that adds to my anxiety over this adoption process taking so long. Mike and I were at a work picnic, and true to form, Mike was a kid magnet. When the water balloon fight started he had just as much fun as the kids. They loved playing with him, too, or so it seemed from how wet his shirt was.
It's moments like this I can't wait for that to be a daily occurrence in our household--not the water balloon fight, specifically. Just the sight of my husband and our child enjoying each other's company and being silly. As two adults with no children, silly just doesn't happen enough.
On a side note, how it is that I seem to repel kids while Mike doesn't baffles me a little. I mean, stereotypically, I am the female who should be the magnet. He also casts the same spell on animals. I don't really let it get to me though. I'm more reserved and a slower warmer upper while his inner child is not as reluctant to make a visit. It's one of the things I love most about him.
Oh, and no news from any social worker since the last post.
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