We heard via email this morning that the birthmom we’re waiting on went into labor around 7 last night. We haven’t heard anything further yet but we’ve been waiting around all afternoon. At this point in the day even if she calls we can’t fly out until tomorrow morning. I realized today that no matter what I do…this isn’t going to work out how I imagine it in my head. Nothing here is up to me, my preference for having things in order is just that a preference of mine and no one elses. It’s so hard not having any control over my own destiny. Here we are two active, motivated, go getters, living at the will of people who obviously are less foward thinking than me. I dare anyone else to live like we’ve been living. It’s enough to make anyone crazy.

Thor thinks she’s going to call…me…I’m conflicted. My hopes are up and down at the same time. I hope for his sake that he’s right. He deserves to be a Dad. So many guys don’t take responsibility for their kids or worse they stick around and blame their kids for everything they never had the balls to do. No my husband isn’t one of those guys, and I am a lucky woman. He will make a great father, I just wish that he could start this Father’s Day.