I can't stop thinking about Maeve, in between all the organized chaos, that is... But, I really can't believe that we will be heading to Ethiopia on Friday to go meet, love on, and bring home sweet Maeve. I have stared and stared at her photographs -- studying every angle and imagining what she looks like 3 1/2 months later. Will I recognize her? But, how could I not with all the hours of examination I've done? I learned this recently:
"she has such big and beautiful personality and we are going to miss her when her mom takes her home, of course very excited for all of them when they go home."
Almost there... almost there.