I must apologise, but I am absolutely knackered and wrung out - but still we're very, very happy... It's not like me at all to not be updating friends (that now includes you lot) and family but I know people understand.
It's amazing how much progress we are making each day. Today we all went out to a nice park, so we took her in our car, in our carseat, on our own. We just kept grinning at each other like crazy fools, because it felt so exciting! We went for a lovely walk with the foster carers and their other child, and halfway round I gave her a bottle of milk. I loved this more than I could ever have imagined - it felt so comforting and intimate. I think our baby will be taking a bottle until she's at least 18!!!
The whole day was lovely. Our daughter kept looking towards us for reassurance, rather than the foster carers, which was amazing. They have been so wonderful and generous. It must be heartbreaking for them to be handing her over... yet they are working so hard to help us get confident and to feel like our baby's parents. They deserve a medal at the very least...
Sorry, rambling now. Stopped at Asda to buy nappies, wet wipes, sippy cups, etc. Proper practical things that we realise we will need in a few days, to go with the collection of impractical cute clothes and gorgeous stuffed toys that we have amassed over the last few months. So got home late, and feel like a zombie.
It's strange being in somebody else's home all day, and in their lives. It makes it hard to imagine how she will become part of our life, our home etc. I'm glad that they're bringing her here on saturday.
When we finally got home, we were discussing how the day had felt like it was about 5 days long,but also felt unreal and distant, like a daydream. Opened the boot to get out the shopping, and found just one perfect, frilly tiny sock. It's real.
I think I'm going to print this thread to add to my scrapbook!