One year ago today, I got the phone call I had been dreaming of (literally). At 11:10, my classroom phone rang--it was my social worker. She said, "Ruthanne, this is the phone call." I immediately started crying and she hadn't even given me any information yet. After I hung up the phone, I just stood there for a second crying and shaking (I'm SO not a public crier). I told all the adults in my room and we were all laughing, smiling, crying. I turned the classroom over to the other adults and left to go call my mom. I could hardly even tell her because I was crying so much. Then she was crying. My social worker emailed me pictures and I got to see my beautiful baby's face for the very first time.
Four days old---Isn't he beautiful???
I ran around the school telling all my friends. The rest of the day is a blur. I know I stayed the whole day but I don't remember a single minute of it. It was, without a doubt, one of my favorite days ever.
This is the video I made of all the things I want to show Andrew. It helped me to watch it while I was waiting for him to come home and to think of how our life would be when he got here.