So many firsts

There comes a time after 32 years of living I can say there aren't a lot of firsts. Especially since Mike and I have been together for 13 years, married for 9 of them, and have owned our own home for 8 of those.  Instead, meaningful firsts become trips to new and exotic places or the joy of seeing a friend/family member's new baby or even buying a new car.

Yet suddenly I've had all kinds of firsts lately.

First No. 1: Someone on the phone asked me what my daughter's last name was. I was so caught on someone else saying "your daughter" and not to my mom, that I couldn't concentrate on the question.

First No. 2: I was given presents for my daughter so really this is a first for her not for me or Mike.  This is a quilt and pillow case my aunt made for Rosie.

First No. 3: We learned today that Rosie's favorite color is pink. She loves being a princess and anything princess related. She's a girly girl. Poor Mike, being surrounded by women seems to be his lot in life, but I know he can get her interested in non girly things.  Odds are she probably hasn't been introduced to them much.

First No. 4: Today we learned today our daughter's middle name.

First No. 5: The other first I had today was rushing away from work to make an appointment with our social workers who eased my fear that something had changed.  I know leaving work for kid emergencies is common, and I imagine today is the first of a few sick days for us not spent being ill ourselves.

Lastly, but most excitedly, leaving work was worth the early wake-up tomorrow to make up the hours. At the agency, we learned we'll likely be meeting our daughter around December 27th, and we will likely celebrate New Years -- or at least part of it with Rosie! What a first on the first! Moxie couldn't be more excited.

Of course, just like everything else about this process, the dates are subject to change, but we are pretty optimistic and felt we were on the same pages with our social workers, finally.