During the referral phone call Kim told us that we would be getting a Fed3x package the next day. The package would contain Zac’s information, a Letter of Acceptance, some paper work that needed attention, and a couple more pictures. Woot! Woot!
I didn’t go to bed on Tuesday night until after 3AM. I couldn’t sleep, and really didn’t want to. I was too excited, and I was worried that I may wake up and all of this would be a dream. (Crazy ~ I know)
Weeks prior to spring break I made an appointment for Bailey and Tucker to go to the vet on the Wednesday I was off for spring break. I had to have the boys at the vet’s office between 7:30-8:00AM. Also a few weeks before spring break we contracted a guy to rebuild our back deck. The contractor told Big Bear that he would get back to him about a starting day, he had another job to complete first. That was the last we had heard from him, until Wednesday morning.
Even after only a couple hours of sleep I was up at 7:00AM. Ready to tackle the world. The dogs were out back and all of a sudden they started barking like crazy. I looked out and there were two men standing in the driveway. Big Bear went out to see what they were doing. I couldn’t believe it when he came back in to say that they were here to start the deck. TODAY! Normally this would bother me. I am one who usually needs a plan. That day, it was no problem.
I loaded up the boys and took them out to the vet’s office, yes we were late. Once I got home I had a few hours to kill before the anticipated delivery. Unfortunately, the mush brain from Tuesday carried over to Wednesday. I couldn’t really concentrate. I had many things I should be doing, but just couldn’t focus long enough to get too deep into a project. I would like to blame it all on the deconstruction of the old deck, even though that was annoyingly loud, it didn’t bother me.
In all the years I have lived here the Fed3x truck has always run down our road between 11:00AM and 1:00PM. As each hour passed I was getting more nervous. Poor Kaeliegh, she and I walked up and down our street so many times wishing that truck would turn the corner. I was still carrying my phone everywhere, just in case. I took this picture on one of our walks.

A little after 1:00PM K had posted that she received her package. Ok! I wanted ours. K and I had traded phone numbers earlier. She phoned a little after 2:00PM. I really enjoyed talking to her. While we were talking I saw the Fed3x truck drive past the house. I yelled, “It’s the truck!” She understood completely as I quickly hung up and rushed outside.
The truck had passed our house! I went out and took this picture after he turned around:

The driver pulled up to the house and hollered, “Are you waiting for me?”
“Yes!” I shouted, “You’re delivering our baby!”
I swore I wouldn’t do anything goofy, silly but I did! I blame lack of sleep and baby brain. OK?!?!Thankfully he laughed and said, “I am?”
“You’re our stork today,” I told him.
Yes, another baby brain comment.As he got out of the truck he said that means I would have papers that needed to be delivered back. (Obviously he has done this before.) I told him that I did, but that I had to go to my husband’s office to sign the papers first. The driver proceeded to tell me time for the last pick up for the drop boxes in the area. How sweet was that?!?
Before he left I asked him if he would mind if I took his picture for our scrapbook. Meet the stork:

I rushed inside and looked at the pictures of Zachary.
Love! I never ~in my wildest dreams~ thought I would have such deep emotional feelings for a small, adorable little person in the little 3x5 picture. I do.
I called Big Bear. I took a picture of the sweet pictures and text them to Big Bear. I ran and took a shower then headed to the bank.
Once at the bank Big Bear and I thought long and hard before signing the Letter of Acceptance. NOT!!!!
Two hours after the package was dropped off at the house that letter was signed, sealed, and on it’s way back to Colorado!! It only took that long because I had to take a shower before heading down to the bank.
Also in the package was a list of all the things we needed to do and paperwork that needed to be taken care of. That memory I don’t need to remember.
On the way home I stopped and made copies of the pictures that were in the package. A few years ago, when I was having a really, REALLY hard time with the wait, a friend sent me a picture frame. The frame has the word 'believe' on it. This little frame gave me such a boost way back when. I've had the frame sitting on our sofa table since the day I received it. I longed for the day I could put a picture into it.
Wednesday night I finally was able to fulfill that dream:

If you have stuck through and read all of the last two posts, thank you! These posts were mainly for me. I NEVER, EVER want to forget April 6th and 7th of 2010. Two days that have truly changed my life forever.
