I just can't do it...

I just can't not tell you what's going on. I was trying to wait until I had lots more info but I'll just give you what I know. It's not THAT exciting (like a referral or something), but it is exciting none-the-less. And no, it's not accreditation. And no, we didn't switch agencies. So what could possibly be left??

We're moving to a new region - Izhevsk!! We received a call from our agency asking us if we would be willing to switch to a new region - one caveat - we'd have to increase our age range to be up to 3 years old vs. the 2 years old we originally requested. Oh and another caveat - they needed to know that day. Oh and one more - region paperwork had to be completed, notarized, apostilled and to the agency by Thursday morning. Talk about an instant panic attack!

I called Keith and talked to him. I honestly can't remember what he said - if anything. :-) He was absolutely fine with the age range increase (it was something we had been considering anyway). I called my sister and she listened to me rant but didn't really know what kind of advice. Then I called Rachel and she listened to me rant. And weigh the pros and cons. And rant.

Why would we move our dossier out of Krasnoyarsk? Great question and I'm not sure I have a really good answer except that it felt right. We were told we'd most likely travel at the end of January, beginning of February. Rumor has it the time between trips 1 and 2 is..... drum roll please.... 1 month. That was kind of the clincher for me. Now comes the disclaimer: This is international adoption. Anything said is subject to change at any millisecond. Any pattern is subject to change at any time. Any region is subject to make their own rules at any given point in time. And with that in the back of our minds, we decided to be adventurous and change regions. Those of you that know me, know that I don't have an adventurous bone in my body.

Last night I completed all of the region docs. Today my coordinator reviewed them and - yep - I had a mistake. Keith was on the complete other side of town. We ended up meeting at the bank, getting everything notarized and headed to the Secretary of States office to get the docs apostilled. Low and behold, the notary didn't notarize 2 of our docs. I thought I might lose it right then and there. Keith calmly told me to sit down and he'd be right back. Back the bank he went and I sat and read US Weekly. Thank goodness. By the time he was back I was calm, cool and collected. He took the docs from my hands and sent them to St. Louis!

I so hope we made the right decision. I woke up around 4 this morning in a panic. "What if my child is 3? Do I need a crib? A high chair? I need to learn Russian because my child might speak it! Will a month between trips be enough time to pull things together?" And on and on and on the mind went. Thankfully, I think I'm out of panic attacks.

So, that's my news... As the disclaimer says, anything can happen, but this is what is happening right this very second!

P.S. Now that I posted this, you all had better look at the next post down and check out my crazy cat. :-)