Liz called today.
We are matched.
The mother is scheduled to be induced next Wednesday.
Baby is demure(modest, keeps to babyself special details during ultrasound), so we don't know the gender.
Two main trains of thought right now:
1. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG - take inventory, call people, scream aloud, cry, pray, make to-do lists, buy ice cream, run in circles.
2. This is a match, and matches don't always end up in adoptions. This baby is not our baby, not yet. Expectations need to be controlled. But this might be our little one. (revert back to train of thought #1.)
We're so excited, obviously. I'll write more as I figure out more, and my heart beat slows a bit.
(WE HAVE A MATCH!!!!!!!!!!)
Oh! She picked us because she loved the music in our lives, and she is thrilled that I am studying to be a priest. ♥