Today is the start of a new adventure! It's my first post on my brand new blog. Please bear with me as I get the kinks ironed out. I am probably the worlds worst/slowest typer and have just barely joined the technology age. Just ask my old roommates how long it took for me to hook up my voicemail on my cell phone (which was about the size of a small volkswagon) A little about what's going on... My husband, Luis, and I have been married for almost 5 years.... Wait, this goes back further than that. I started babysitting at an early age. My sister was born when I was 8, and before there were child labor laws, I was called on by my parents to watch her.... a lot. I'm not complaining, but that is what happens when you are the oldest girl-child. Mom went back to school and I had more responsibility. Mom, before you say anything, remember that this is coming from an 12 years old sense of responsibility when just emptying the dishwasher was the end of the world! So, I began picking up the occasional babysitting job from people from church, then it became a pretty regular thing as I got older. The money wasn't too bad and kept me in clothes and gas money during high school. Needless to say I was pretty busy watching babies, toddlers and those rascally 6 1nd 7 year olds. I realized that I was cut out to do this! I loved the kids! We had fun and I was loving it! Fast forward a few years and I started working as a nanny. Fell in love with each little one I watched over, I got married and we started dreaming of the family we would have one day. Needless to say, it is not too be. Various issues of the female kind have kept us from joining the ranks of new parents.
One day in february of this year, Luis got a call. His neice in Guatemala had been involved in a drive by shooting. She was ok, but found out she was pregnant. Casually, Luis said (in spanish) "why don't we take it?" to the person on the phone. My spanish is limited, but I can get the gist of a conversation. One minute after he hung up the phone, I said "no way, we live in a tiny apartment, money is tight" 5 minutes after that, I said "well, maybe" 5 minutes after that, I said "we could put the crib here" I was hooked and we started looking into it. His niece cannot care for it and the rest of the family isn't willing, so have jumped on this bandwagon!! 3 months ago we found out that "it" is a girl and have bought everything in pink, pink and more pink. And now I am days away from flying down to Gyatemala city. She is not born yet, and right now adoption laws and regulations between the US and Guatemala are tricky, so I am gearing up for a long stay. But I am coming home with her.