T.M.I.

Those damn classes. We're going through the Hague Adoptions video courses on international adoption.

Apparently, we can be assured that:

1.) Our child will not develop normally

2.) Our child will have any number of diseases

3.) Our child will not do well in school

4.) Our child will have trouble socially

5.) Our child will have eating issues

6.) Our child will never forgive us for taking him/her out of his/her birth country

7.) Our child will have seven heads and four stomachs 

8.) Our child will not sleep, ever

9.) Our child will never fit in

10.) Our child will never get to us because the country will close. (Oh - wait...)

This is the "scare the crap out of you" tactic. I have to admit. It's working.

Blog identity crisis.

I have been trying to decide what to do with this beloved blog, which started as an adoption blog.

With our first adoption attempt - I wanted to (and pratically did) shout from the rooftops: "we're gonna adopt a baby from Nepal!". So I blogged, we shared with family, we daydreamed, we planned, we envisioned, we began to learn and love the Nepali culture and I blogged.

Now that we have (how do I put it lightly) had our hearts crushed, our wallets cleaned out and our dreams obliterated, I've been unsure how to proceed with the blog.

While we are cautiously moving forward to build our family - we're not giving out specifics. So this isn't an adoption blog right now. Besides, I don't want to blog another word on our lost child. Whoops. I just did. I'm not a homemaker-type, so it's not a crafty-cooking-entertaining-decorating blog. I'm a career-girl, and while I love my work, I'm in IT and it's not super-exciting. Besides, there are some really good IT blogs out there already. I don't live in L.A. I'm sick of politics, I'm not Gywneth Paltrow and I sure don't care about cars.

So it begs the question: Who am I? This blog wants to know.