Let the waiting begin again....

I love the weekends! I don't have to wonder if the phone will ring or if I may have missed a call. I don't have to check the clocke 42 times a day to see what time it is and wonder how late I think Lindsay, our specialist, or Anne might call us. I know I should be patient and that I am good at patient but this is not what anyone is prepared for. After last week's craziness I was hoping Friday would bring a referral....I won't complain a whole lot though because instead of a referral I did get a niece. When we got the news on E it was only 1 month after we submitted our paperwork, in a time when everything moved faster because the program wasn't so popular. I just keep thinking that maybe my baby is at the care center in the intake room and that they are processing the referral information and maybe, just maybe we will get the call tomorrow. I keep wondering what I will be doing...you think of all the perfect scenarios for it to happen....and I just know it will happen when it is just crazy in our house. E will be throwing a tantrum and the phone will ring...I just know that's how it will happen. So, tomorrow is Monday and so the waiting begins again. I am crossing my fingers for a referral this week and doing the referral dance (it's like a rain dance but for referrals) in hopes of bringing us some good mojo.