I want this blog to document our entire adoption process, the good, the bad, and the ugly. Up until now, it has only been good. Last night, it got ugly. Really, I am surprised that it took me that long to have a meltdown, and, of course, it was over something stupid. While reading over our dossier manual for the hundredth time, I began to wonder how in the world we would get our doctor’s forms notarized. Most forms can be easily notarized at our bank, but our physician letters are technically supposed to be signed in the presence of our physicians. My wondering turned into freaking out which turned into tears. Matt was utterly confused how to help me, as I was being slightly irrational (who, me??) in my exhausted state.
I still don’t know what we’re going to do. Our good friend in VA has kindly offered her services, but she’s in VA and not NC. I’ve looked into hiring a “mobile notary” to meet us at the various offices, but they charge ridiculous fees. I am open to any and all ideas, but in the meantime I’m going to take deep breaths. And eat twizzlers.