Thanks, Ladies!

Thanks to those of you who responded to my previous post. It's confusing enough to be a first-time parent, but to become a parent to a child who will likely be 12 months old (or more..ugh) at homecoming....well, that's just OVERWHELMING!! I do promise to post some pics of the nursery, which right now is just a room with furniture, although I must admit the closet does look like a real closet, with actual baby boy clothes and everything!

The Great SUV Debate of '07 has finally come to its conclusion. This week, C and I finally made a deal with the nice folks at Toyota and got the 4Runner. It's exciting...this purchasing a vehicle with the sole purpose in mind of keeping our child as safe as we can. So on Tuesday, December 11, 2007, we said goodbye to the convertible BMW...and yes, I cried a little. Not for the car....Heaven knows I couldn't care less about the car...I cried because my husband had DREAMED of that car since he was 16 years old and the day we bought it 3 years ago was one of the happiest days of his life. He loved that car, adored that car, washed and waxed and babied that car. He parked 8 million miles from every other vehicle in any parking lot just to keep her safe. He truly had his dreamcar...for the past 3 years. But when we decided to adopt, he INSISTED on trading her in on a SAFER vehicle for our son. He has pestered me and annoyed me and bugged the living snot out of me for the last 8 months about getting a vehicle which would keep Odin safer. I actually fought him on it, trying to convince him that a regular car (mine) would be fine. But he became something I've never seen....a Big Papa Bear trying to protect his cub. It was strange...hearing him talk about the convertible as "just a car." Yes, 3 years ago, we bought his dreamcar...but this week I guess we did it again. Only now the dream is oh so different. And that's a wonderful thing.