I think it goes without saying that adoption is a wee bit different than your average pregnancy. The obvious things are missing. The baby bump, the ultrasounds, the cravings…well I’ve been wanting ice cream but I’ve being told by my wife that apparently that doesn’t count…*sigh*…fine. In any case we’ve long come to terms with the fact that we’re not going to get the average expecting parents experience (sounds like a Disney thing doesn’t it? “The Expecting Parents Experience” *cue music*). However, we get our own experience that involves no stretch marks, back pain, or morning sickness as far as Amy is concerned (I on the other hand…ok I’m just kidding I don’t have any of those…maybe). So what’s the catch? Well, what we do get is a process that takes over twice as long and involves more paperwork than your standard mortgage. Sound fun? Lets dive in…
