Weary

Okay, Maddie is now over 7 months old. She still spits up... a lot. I'm really, really, really, tired of it. Yesterday I went through 4 burp cloths, 6 bibs, 3 shirts (mine), and 4 onesies. I can't imagine what I would do with the extra time should she not spit up so much. My floors wouldn't have to be cleaned daily. I would only do her laundry once a week, versus 3 times now. My laundry would decrease by half. I could remove the towels from my sofa. I know I'm getting close and in the scheme of things, it's not that big. But my world is much smaller now taking care of the little muppet. I just wished that I hadn't been told how much better it would be once she starting eating solids. Bananas stain, my friends.

Last night, I cut my finger while slicing tomatoes. And I mean, really cut it. So Jeff tended to Madeline's bath while I stain treated the aforementioned clothes (one-handed). She spit up before she got in the tub, while in the tub, and then on her towel after getting out of the tub. Jeff finally managed to get her dressed and brought her out to me so I could kiss her goodnight. She looked so sweet, smelled sweet, and was happy. All my frustration melted away. I leaned in to give her a kiss and just as I backed off, she spit up all over me. Peas, nonetheless. I still hate peas.

Making friends

We took advantage of the fabulous fall weather (the best season ever!!) and planted the divine Miss M in the exersaucer outside. Henry entertained, I plotted yet another task list, and we expanded our living space- hallelujah!

Madeline is slowly being allowed to approach Henry, and I am convinced that he is one of the reasons that she is crawling. Imagine, a furry something that moves! She also makes this H-squeak for his name and Henry will inevitably be her first word.

Extension # 1

After beginning to worry that our paperwork had been lost in a sea of immigration fingerprints, we received our letter that our petition to adopt has been extended. One of the pieces of paperwork for international adoption includes an I-600A which is simply an acknowledgement, a summary paper if you will, that we will be fit parents. Ours expired in July and we were scrambling to get it updated to qualify for what we thought would be a six month extension at no cost. Imagine my disbelief (and I use that word in all of it's meaning) to find we had been extended until March of 2010.

Okay, I'm sure you are reading this and wondering, what is she talking about? Who cares? When does the baby get here? The simple answer is we don't know and it's not soon. I had originally hoped that we would go to China in the Spring, but there is simply no chance of that. It is very likely that we will have to file for another extension past March 2010, and it will involve updating our home study, re-fingerprinting, and parental training. We really are okay with all of this and know that our family will be knitted together in just the right time and with just the perfect wee ones for us. But, in the meantime, does anyone know how to get red ink off of fingers??