Since I started the mommyhood journey, I have had lots of people in my life (honestly, more than I care to count) have babies, either by getting pregnant or adopting. I heard all about the doctor appointments, the kicking, and cooed over the newly delivered. I learned words and phrases that seemed so foreign to me, or had no meaning, including dossier, referral, I600A, USCIS, and on and on.
But since I officially got on the waiting list on May 17, I think the first "new" babies came into my life today. My friend received her referral, and while we've only known each other over email, our blogs, and over the phone for a month or so, I feel like we've been in this journey on the same track.
And so, for the first time in a long time, there was no pang of jealousy mixed with overwhelming happiness for my friend. It was just happiness and excitement. She is a mom, to a nearly one-year-old and a four- or five-year-old. And I couldn't be happier to be on this journey with her, hearing all about the progress towards her court date and first trip, and every wonderful thing that comes after.