The latest episode of Add Water and Stir, Take Your Time, We’ll Wait, is live!
Last week Mimi of Complicated Melodi and I welcomed relative new comer Future Adopter from A Sista’s Guide to Adoption to talk all about all the waiting involved in the adoption process. The episode includes lots of good stuff about length of wait times, emotions associated with waiting and how folks keep themselves busy until their bundles of joy arrive.
In the Wine Down (which I’m thinking we totally need to trademark and during which my homies had me drinking alone this week—the horror!), we ladies dish about Love and Hip Hop:ATL couple Wacka Flocka and Tammy’s fertility issues, Kim K-Dash’s whimsical desire to adopt a Thai tween while vacationing, and the latest on Married at First Sight. As usual, we wrap up with our recommendations for the week!
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Towards the end of the podcast, poor Future Adopter experienced a power outage that ended her connection. Don’t worry I’m sure we’ll have her back on the show at a later time to see how she’s progressing through the adoption process! We are happy she was able to join us last week! 🙂
And yes, my recommendations actually included “grease,” aka Blue Magic this week. This naturalista’s hair likes it; nay, it LOVES it! What can I say, petroleum and mineral oil are my friends. #shrug #dowhatsrightforyourhair #itsalsocheap
This image is for Mimi!
There seemed to be so many people on the team call today about Hope Kid. Case worker, recruiter, therapist, my agency, me and at least one other person. Apparently Hope Kid’s jurisdiction does not have conference phones, so I was called on a cell phone, which was then apparently laid next to another cell phone that had my adoption agency rep on the line (kinda bootleg, right?).
So many voices it was dizzying to keep up with the voices, the names and corresponding role in determining whether or not Hope Kid and I might be a match. There were so many questions and answers flying back and forth; I have four pages of scrawled notes.
It was a great call, and I am increasingly convinced that Hope Kid is my kid.
The signs are there!!
- HK doesn’t like seafood; I am allergic to seafood!
- HK likes crochet; I can crochet and I had a great aunt who made me the strangest crochet summer dress one time (weird and random)!
- HK likes singing, and I am a Black Teena Marie knock-off (oh the irony!) while I’m commuting to work with the car windows up!
- HK likes tween music; and I still reminisce about how fine the members of New Edition were before we all grew up and hit 40. Ok, some of them are still hot.
See? Total glittery unicorn! We match and everything!!
No, seriously, Hope Kid seems to be a resilient kid engaging in typical age appropriate behaviors. Hope Kid’s foster parents recently noticed the emergence of a crush. Ah, young love. There is some lingering baggage from some rough years, but it was described as “carry on” not “steamer trunk” at this point in recovery.
The call moved quickly, and I had a chance to talk to the foster folks. It’s an odd moment. I already love this kid, and I want to thank them for caring for Hope Kid. It also seemed not quite appropriate to say that, so I packed it away for now. They were kind and helpful. And the team was insistent that we all talk today; no one wanted to waste time for what seems like a possible match.
For now, I get back to praying and meeting with my agency about next steps.
It feels like a match.