Life of an adoptive mom

Withdrawals I watch the clock, dreading the hours going by. Leading closer to the first visitation in Betty's home. I had so many nerves, so many questions. What if she ran away with him? What if he was neglected? What if they never answered the door when I came back to pick him up? What if she over feeds him? I wouldn't be there to make sure everything was okay. It was time to take him to her house. I left early to make sure I could find the house, and get there on time. I got there about 20 min early. I wasn't sure if I should just go inside, or if I should wait in the car. So, I parked on the side of the road until about 5 min to the hour. I went in and they gave me a tour of their home to "prove" it was a safe place. I gave them his schedule of when he eats, and the things he likes, and I left. I was so nervous she would run with him that I waited around the corner in my car for the full 3 hours. I went to pick him back up and he was crying relentlessly. ...

The first day of the rest of my life The phone rang, I shakingly answered the phone, it was her. The mother of the baby I could be taking home in just a few short days. We will call her Betty. Betty explained to me the situation a little better than my mother in law was able to. She had a baby 3 days previous to our conversation. He had tested positive for drugs, so the state had moved in to remove the baby from her temporarily. Betty had 3 kids previous to this pregnancy who had all been adopted and her words "lost" in the system. She wanted someone in the family that could help out and take him while she got clean. While I didn't stop to think about the difficulties this could bring, I immediately said YES! We will take him, what do we need to do? I THEN called my husband, yes that's right I just said we would take a newborn without speaking to my husband! I called Sheldon, and I asked him, "do you wanna have a baby this week?" He confusingly answered...