The adoption agency just called.
We were not chosen.
The expectant mother chose the adoptive couple because they are hispanic and the baby is hispanic.
It's something completely out of our control. Nothing personally against us. Which I guess helps.
I called Adam to tell him and we had a stupid fight about the books we need to buy from Staples to make up more profiles to send to the agency. I wanted him to get them on the way home and he said he didn't want to get the wrong thing so he wanted me to go with him. I exploded because I didn't know how he could not know after all this time exactly what they look like.
I am just so tired of this whole process.
I only have about ten minutes before the kids get off the bus so I better get my crying out of the way now and then go make them snack.
Thanks for the support everyone.