We got word today that the baby we were going to adopt (before the fiasco with the birth mother) was born prematurely and didn't live. Even though we never met her and due to recent events would not have ended up adopting her Kesha and I are both saddened by this news. I guess we had grown more attached to her than we thought.
Rather unexpectedly got offered a job today, now I just have to hope that the physical therapy works well enough that I will be able to do the job without screwing over the whole kitchen. I'm going to be in charge of desserts for a new restaurant! Working with my favorite co-worker ever!
Update for those who follow us here. We are done with chemo. My wife wanted to try a 5th chemo, but she is unable to handle it. the latest MRI is bad. Family has been visiting this week. They have seen a decline in the 5 day they were here. She probably has 3 months. My focus is on her quality of life. More family will be visiting.
I signed up to scrapbook ALL DAY TODAY from 9-midnight at a nearby scrapbook store. It's now 9:25 and I'm so tired I haven't left the house yet. I wonder if there's a napping area at the store... yawn.
Looks like we're going to have to walk away from this new adoption situation. I was very angry earlier but now I'm just sad. The dishonesty of some people in this world is sickening and disgusting especially when the life of a child is at stake. I pray that the child is born healthy and somehow someway ends up in a good home. It just won't be ours.