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I bet by now you’ve started thinking I’ve dropped off the face of the earth. I haven’t, although my world has turned upside down.

After 5 months of waiting and wondering (which in the adoption world actually isn’t that long), we found our children. We’re parents! YIKES!

We first received info about them from our agency on July 14th; an 8-year old girl and 5-year old boy. (C’mon, admit it. You’re relieved we didn’t end up with 3 kids.) Their social worker had read our home study report and asked about us specifically, wanting to know if we might be interested. Their description sounded good (and as an added bonus their pictures were pretty cute), so we said yes, we were interested in more info. Our agency sent along a summary of their foster files.

Now we didn’t think much of it right then. We’d gotten to that point with other children several times and they didn’t pan out for various reasons. So having a social worker interested in us and getting to read a foster summary didn’t necessarily mean anything would come of it.

But then we read their summaries. There wasn’t anything that jumped out at us as something we couldn’t (or weren’t willing) to deal with. They sounded like good kids who had been dealt a bad hand. And with a bit of curious wonderment we looked at each other. Could these be our kids?

We called our agency and said we were still interested, and from there things started accelerating much more quickly than expected. We talked to their social worker and then their current foster mom, and before we knew it we were driving 3-hours from home to meet them.

First we had a one-hour meet and greet, then a half day at the park the following day. A week later we spent a full day at the beach. Less than a week after that they joined us for a 5-day overnight stay in our RV. Then Monday August 11th they came home. Home with us. Home for good. Home to their forever family.

And it feels like my life has gone from zero to sixty at lightning speed.

Parenthood has hit us like a ton of bricks. All things considered we are doing pretty well, but we are exhausted. Thus the reason for no blogs. Trust me, I have more than enough fodder for blog after blog, but little time and even littler energy. (Littler? Who uses a word like littler? A frazzled mom, I guess. Sheesh, I need a nap.)

But it’s all good. We’ll get there. School started after Labor Day and it brings with it a welcome (and healthy) respite from the new kiddos every day. They are great kids, really they are, it’s just that we’re still getting used to each other.

So stay tuned. Now that I’ve got 3 and a half hours to myself every day (all-day Kindergarten was full – dang) I should be able to start blogging again. That is, if I don’t fall asleep at the keyboard.

This entry also posted with the Seattle P.I.

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In addition to being a writer and adoptive mom, Susan Metters also carries the distinguished title of Cancer Survivor Extraordinaire. Some of her secret ambitions include meeting Dr. Phil, hosting Saturday Night Live, and rising to the top as a rock star. You can read more about Susan’s life adventures by visiting her blog with the Seattle P.I., Lemon Margaritas. If you have ideas, questions, rants, or ramblings feel free to email susan [at] seattlemomblogs [dot] com.