The rest of the story

I still owe you the rest of what happened on Wednesday.
After the frantic phone call to my husband, my co-workers took me out for coffee. I also had to call my friend right away to let her know she will be an aunt!
When I got back to my desk, my co-workers had bought me some beautiful flowers.
The husband called me not much after I got back to my desk to say that he was getting close. I started walking (running) towards the agency, which is down the street from where I work. I got there just as he pulled into the parking lot. I think I cried again.
We went inside and had to wait a minute for our program coordinator. We went into the couch room and I was pacing. Finally she came in with a small stack of papers and some tissues. I wonder how many tissues adoption agencies go through.
She handed us each a copy of the papers and said that she would leave the room.
We decided to look at the pictures first.

And that was the moment we first saw our son's face. We both gasped and I ... cried.

We had a good amount of pictures of him sitting, standing, and crawling.
At that time, we had no idea if it was a boy or a girl, so we started looking at the paperwork and started reading all about our little man.
After we were done, the program coordinator came back in to give us instructions on the next steps and we were free to go.

I went back to work where everyone was waiting to find out whether it's a boy or girl and to see his picture. The rest of the day I was in a complete daze. Actually, it is only starting to wear off.

I will post pictures on Monday, after we turn in our acceptance.