I was working and Benjy was at home. We had a message at home and on my cell phone to call the agency. When I finally got ahold of them she started asking me some book keeping questions and I remember thinking I was going to kill this woman for getting my hopes up. After all of the question she said "well, now that things are sorted out, I have a referral for you". Benjy and I had an agreement to not open any e-mails until we were together so I raced to my next appointment in tears, somehow explained that I would not be seeing her son that day and came home. And the only time EVER the road to our house has been under construction was that day. With no one else to keep me busy, I called home over and over and over again so that he could talk to me. She had told me on the phone that our baby was 2 months old and adorable. She was right. I stared at that photo for weeks and weeks, until we got another photo. Thankfully, some people were in Ethoipia at that time picking up their children and took some more pictures and video of her for us. I still remember that feeling I had in my stomach those first few weeks. Completely in love with this little body I had never met. Over the moon excited to bring her home. That quickly turned to anxiety and frustration at the process of international adoption. But one year ago today, all I had was excitement and love. I can't believe it has been a year.
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