In less than 24 hours Kyle and I will be having lunch with our birthmom, the social worker and also a friend of our birthmom. Surprisingly, I am cool as a cucumber today. I am not nervous at all about our meeting tomorrow but I'm sure once tomorrow rolls around I will be in a nervous tizzy.
Kyle and I have been looking at the menu at the place we will be meeting for lunch so we can already have an idea of what we want since we are known to be very indecisive. I really hope she likes us. When I spoke with her a couple of weeks ago she said she is really looking forward to seeing what we are like. I'm always worried about being too quiet or eating too quickly (I am a super fast eater). I was also worried about my hair (I have crazy hair!).
I decided yesterday to just stop worrying about the little things because I can only be me and, walking by faith, I think she will like me. I have faith that God has had this situation for us all along and everything else that has happened will make sense.
Okay, so one kind of another note, I must make a confession: Kyle and I rented and watched Never Say Never (yes, the documentary on Justin Bieber) and I cried like a baby during one part. I didn't cry because my emotions were so high and pumped up from seeing Justin. I cried because during one clip they showed some moms with their daughters waiting for the concert and the moms were saying how they remember their first concert and they were happy to be able to enjoy this time with their daughters. I cried because I can only hope that will be me one day standing in line with my daughter waiting to share such a fun moment. As silly as that sounds, music was a huge part of my pre-teen and teenage years and even now through adulthood. I can still remember my first real concert. My mom took my sisters and I to see my favorite band. I was ecstatic. I actually even remember months before the concert waiting in line for hours with my mom and younger sister at Ticketmaster in Publix for the ticket lottery system they did (that was before tickets could be purchased online). My mom always took my younger sister and I to concerts and many "Meet and Greets". Heck, my dad even took us to a "Meet and Greet" and concert that was pretty sweet. Okay, I'm getting off track. Anyway, I have such fond memories of my mom taking me to concerts. For her to take time out of her busy day to spend time with me for something that meant so much to be really has stuck with me. I cannot wait to share that with my daughter one day (and no, my daughter and I won't be best friends until she is an adult...I firmly believe in that and I will write a post on parenting styles at a later time). So, yeah. That is why I broke down during the Justin Bieber movie (I will also admit that it was a pretty good documentary).
Oh, would you like to know my first concert? Hanson. Would you like to know the most recent concert I attended last November? Hanson. Yes, that is right. Still a fan after 14 + years!
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