I cannot believe it but our Henry is almost 3 years old. We are officially waiting (our homestudy has been approved) for a sibling for him. I took him to the adoption agency to drop off our booklet. We talked a little about adoption then and he told me that "we adopt another baby" so I guess he listens. I know he has no idea what that really means, though.
I can't believe he's such a big boy. Sometimes it feels insane to want another child as our house feels so chaotic most of the time, but at the same time I definitely have the baby bug and am ready. The not knowing is still awful and I still need to work on paperwork to expand our search further to hopefully speed things along a little bit.
Our boy is a lot of work and such a love. Sometimes I get so frustrated I want to cry (and get a job), but mostly I feel so lucky that I get to be this boy's mama.