Scared of tempting fate by talking to anyone other than dh about this but we actually seem to be nearly there with matching panel next week and intros starting the following week...and then our son comes home.
We've been lucky really in that we only applied Aug of last year and were allocated the most fabulous social worker in the world which I know has made all the difference.
Still though, because we have a "birth child" (I hate that phrase now) who is just three there was quite a bit of resistance in even accepting us with one s/w assuring me in the very beginning that no panel would ever approve us. Thus I'm a bit of an emotional wreck at the minute getting all teary at the drop of a hat (quite like when I was pregnant) and poor dh is killed trying to reassure me that there's no way we'd be this far unless s/s believed it was going to happen. Panels don't set you up to fail do they?
Sorry for rambling, I know others have had much harder times getting this far.
New boy will be 9 months when he comes home so am going to spend my time digging out baby clothes that I thought would never be worn again and spending some girl time with dd before her reign of supreme tyranny is shared.