Because I'm Silly That Way

Yesterday came and went and I found myself feeling vaguely disappointed as I crawled into bed. Knowing that if I let stuff like that fester, I spent a few minutes trying to analyze what, exactly, was the problem. And finally I figured it out...two years ago, on the Sunday before Thanksgiving, we found out that our son's birth mother had chosen us. I guess I'd been holding my breath and subconsciously thinking that maybe, in a fit of symmetry, the same thing would happen again.

Silly, honestly, because we haven't even been told of any potential placements for the second yet - and that inevitably comes before an actual selection.

Still, these are the random ways my brain works. Happily, now that that's out of the way I can move along. Because really? I almost hope we don't have a placement til the spring when I'm done with the madness of my degree. (Of course, if you were to ask me that if a possibility was in play I would very likely disagree with myself.)