Recap of the first interview

So Matt and I met with our social worker yesterday for close to two hours.  And it was a great meeting, we like our social worker alot, she was very informative, and she blew our minds with more things to think about and research.  Ha! 

It actually was not nearly as bad as we thought.  I guess we didn't really know what to think.  She asked us basics (height, weight, hair color, eye color), family background, career path, parenting philosophies, and what type of child we wanted to adopt.  Matt and I each got to have an ego boost, as we went into why we fell for the other person, what our marriage is like, how we'd describe ourselves, etc.  And we were very happy when early on in the interview, the social worker said that we definitely were in an attractive group to birth mothers: young, stable, married, active, etc.  We certainly hope that helps us stand out from the many deserving couples trying to adopt.

Our next interview is back at their office, and will take place on April 20th.  Then the in-home visit, which I am actually feeling pretty optimistic about (today at least, remind me of that when I am scrubbing down the house at 3am the day of the visit!).

Some to-do's for us:
1)  Jen's physical and physician approval of adoption (4/23)
2)  Criminal background check
3)  Call NY to see why they forgot some of the requested details for child abuse clearance
4)  Start talking to local friends for references of pediatricians and day care facilities (already??!  Yikes!)
5)  Find our adoption agency of choice.  If we pick an adoption agency after the home study is done, and they request different things in the home study than our social worker normally does, it would be a couple hundred dollars to update.  Not something we want to happen.
6)  View webinars and read books that social is recommending about adoption.

Phew!

Matt and I were left with two thoughts:  The waiting is going to kill us.  And yet we also kind of feel like we could be one of the situations where you get a call one day, "Come pick up your child tomorrow!"  Crazy.