Ranting

So everyday I do my journey to the mailbox hoping that brown envelope is in there. Instead I always find at least one of these:



Yup, credit card pre approvals. Why do we get so many of these and when all I want is our pre approval to be parents.

So then I get angry. Why do I have to get pre approval to be a parent? You dont see doctors when you go for your first appointment say 'well you have to complete all this and submit it and wait for your pre approval before you get to take your baby home from the hospital'. Everyday I see people who arent fit to be parents with a child. Why didnt anybody do a homestudy on them before they brought the baby home. That is what makes me mad.

I know that I am very lucky. I am very blessed to have a marriage that is strong and can stand the scrutiny of a social worker. I am blessed to that our bank account, while not robust, can be managed to support a child. I am blessed that I have a home that I can proudly show off to the social worker. That I can show her the completed nursery for that much wanted baby. Yes I know that I am extremely lucky and after a few minutes I stop being mad.

So God yes I know I am blessed, I realize this and I am thankful but could you please bring my baby home. I long to hold him or her and rock them to sleep and love them. I long to share the joy of watching our child grow with Larry. I long to share this very blessed life I have with our munchkin. Thanks for listening

On another note, I know Larry sometimes reads the blog so I wanted to leave him a message: You are by far the biggest blessing in my life. Thanks for being the best friend and the best husband a girl can have. I love you and I miss you :)

Now that I got off my rant. Please visit our quilt blog to see the cool pieces of fabric we have received for munchkins quilt.