Sweaty Palms
Most of my fears were unrealized. No one said anything remotely nasty. I did, however, let my anxiety take ahold and ended up with sweaty palms and some righteous pit stains. (Though, whatever material my shirt was made out of? Well, they dried without leaving a dark mark! Woo!)
As I was the last of four to speak, I had a bit longer to get sweaty. It didn’t really help my anxiety that I was the only birth mother on a panel of really well-spoken adoptive mothers. Thankfully, not one of these mothers had an unkind word to say about their childrens’ first families. At all. In fact, I was almost moved to tears a couple of times. But I wore non-waterproof mascara and that’s not conducive to crying. Sometimes I’m smart.I
I do, actually, have more to say. I just needed to throw this post up here, brief as it may be, to let everyone know that The Child Still In My Womb is, actually, still in my womb. I had some heinous contractions on the way home from The Farm on Saturday evening. We didn’t even make it to church on Sunday. I’m still rather tired today.
Tomorrow I’ll make some more sense. I hope.
Adoption, in General, Personal | Jenna | October 15, 2007
Glad LittleBrother’s still staying put. With no LJ update yet I was getting worried about you!!!
I’m so proud of you.
[...] the panel. I was nervous, nobody else seemed nervous although Jenna says she was. (Oh my god, people, I just have to say that her husband is as handsome as his wife is [...]
You were awesome! Very well spoken yourself.
Glad to hear it went well. And that LittleBrother’s still in there. Rest up.
OK, please read the tag on that shirt and tell me exactly what it says, in its entirety. I need me some of that dries perfectly stuff, n’at.
Congrats on surviving the conference!