Manic Monday

We started the week with four appointments all before noon today. First I stopped by the adoption agency to drop off some paperwork and a check for birth mom support (which I was guilted into pledging just before signing papers in the hospital so I could leave with Felix – issue for another day). Then we went to the attorney’s office to review and sign the official adoption petition, which will be used in our hearing next month.

Let me say that again – Official Adoption Petition for our Hearing Next Month!! Felix was sleeping in his car seat and the attorney’s assistant stepped out for minute, and I totally started crying as I read through it, especially the part where they declare that forever and ever and ever Baby Boy [Birth Name] shall be known as Felix David [My Name]... try reading that and keeping your eyes dry!

Then Felix woke up and had a conversation with the attorney and her assistant, who still likes to tell me about the day she learned about birth mom and felt she was a perfect match for me. She tells the story almost like she’s telling a story about getting her own positive pregnancy test – it’s pretty funny. I just love how happy and excited they (still) are for us.

Hey handsome, what's your name?

Next we headed downtown for Felix’s 4 month appointment, where he tipped the scales at 16 lbs, had his head measured twice to verify it’s really that big (78^th percentile), and got some shots. He also flirted with himself in the mirror a bit, which is one of his new favorite pastimes.

After that, we spent an hour in the park before my wellness appointment, at which they took blood to re-test me for anemia and referred me for a baseline mammogram. Eeks, I’m that old?! The doctor who saw me was the same one who did my home study physical last year, so it was great being able to show up with a baby to show off. Everyone just oohed and aahed over him and wanted to know all about how it happened.

And finally, I took Felix to daycare, stopped by the house to pick up my Hula Hotdish, and made it to work in time to participate in the Spam recipe contest and hula hooping contest, which I won. (Thanks in part to my niece who spent many hours mastering the skill this summer and begging us to do it with her.)

Bring on Tuesday.