Bad Night of Sleep

Two nights ago David and I were abruptly woken up at 2:30am.  Somebody was ringing our doorbell over and over again.

So logically, we assumed it was a robber.  Because what better way to get in the house than ring the doorbell?

Like you would have, we woke up with clear minds and decided the best thing to do at that point was sneak downstairs and look out the window.  Obviously there was nobody there.  Because if a robber wanted to get in the house and he rang the doorbell, he might realize his mistake and then hide.  When we saw nobody was there, we opened the door to have a closer look.  (ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!  We absolutely did NOT open the door.)

But we did the next most logical thing.  We searched our house from top to bottom, steak knife in hand for good measures.  We checked in every closet, under the beds, and behind the shower curtains.  Because IF the robber rang the doorbell and somehow managed to get in the house without our security system going off, those are the places he might hide.

Oh wait - did I mention before that we had a security system?  Yeah.  It has a motion sensor in our basement, its on all the doors, and it has a 'glass break' system so it would go off if somebody broke in that way.  Yeah, but still - robbers are sneaky.   So you never know.  Hence the steak knife search.

Then we made our way back to our bedroom and decided it must have been some crazy hoodlum teenagers ding dong ditching.   I mean, obviously that was it.  Because we found no robber.

Back in bed at 3:00am.
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Fast forward to 4:30…

Crash, bang, splash.

David spills his glass of water all over the dresser.  Lights on.  I'm out of bed, drying off comic books and jewelry and the other random things that don't actually belong on our dresser, but found a home there over time.

Exasperated sigh.

Back to bed by 4:37am
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9:30am.  I'm up.  I roll over and tell David that this was the worst night of sleep I've ever had.

His response?

"Just wait 'til we have kids."

May Numbers...

Yes… that is correct.  We have May numbers.  And we are SO close to single digits I could SCREAM.  Like skin crawling excited.  And really it means nothing.  It will take however long it takes no matter what our numbers are.  We have no way of knowing if we'll have to wait until we are number 1 for a referral, or if it will happen sooner than that.  But I'm insanely excited.

At this point every little piece of movement there is in the numbers sends me reeling.  I'm thinking about pack and plays and jogging strollers and cute little onesies.  All things we are NOT purchasing until after we get a referral.

Mom and Dad Stefanich bought me this AMAZING 'room spray' that is supposed to be calming and wonderful for Mother's Day.  She read about it in a magazine, and some A-list celebrity swears by it.  Its for the baby - you know to help the baby feel calm in our house.  Maybe we could take it to Ethiopia on our first trip, and the baby can connect the smell with us, and all things peaceful.  And then feel all that peace and love wrapped up in a room spray when he/she/they get home.

But it really does smell great, and I've been using it to calm my own crazy self :)  I know there is still a wait ahead of us, but my mind is reeling with lists, and I need some serenity sprays every now and again.  Hopefully I can make this stuff last!!

At this point, I'm sure most people have skipped my blah, blah, blah and jumped ahead to the numbers.  But if you waited and read in order, I commend and thank you for listening to my ramblings :)

Here are our May numbers…

For Girls… we went from 21 to

For boys we went from 14 to...

And for siblings we went from 14 to...

Hopefully in June we'll have some single digits.  MAYBE a couple single digits.  If that is the case, you can pretty much count on an impromptu party at my house.