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Well, well, well.  Here we are, still alive, and barely tolerably adequately functioning after 13 months of waiting for our dear Baby 2.  Well, it's been more that that, of course, since it was almost two years ago we started the process of adoption, but we've been officially waiting for 13 months now.  What does that mean?  It means that Lucas is six weeks shy of three.  It means I am very much past the point of contentedly finding reasons why it is less practical to have a baby around and the waiting is okay, and very much more to the I'll-do-whatever-I-have-to-in-order-to-bring-my-baby-home state of mind.  It means that our nursery and crib have been empty for over a year, as well.  I think they are getting lonely, too! And, sadly, it means that Daniel has been having to pick me up (emotionally, not physically) many times these past few weeks, and help me through the mess.  Oh, and he has a lot of mascara smudges on the shoulders of his shirts.  Thank goodness I use mascara that's not waterproof and it washes right out...

In other news, Daniel's OCS packet was part of the selection that went on this past week.  It'll take anywhere from 4 to 6 weeks for them to put out the list of soldiers/civilians that were chosen, but we're hopeful that come September we'll have at least that good news to share. 

In family news (and since both things are officially "facebook official"), since I haven't had a chance to mention either one, my older sister is pregnant, due in January, and my "little" brother just got engaged a few weeks ago.  They're looking for a venue, but are hoping for a Thanksgiving weekend wedding.  In some ways, it's normal and exciting to have these happy things happen for my siblings.  In some ways, it's a relief to have good things to look forward to.  And, in all honesty, in some ways, I have pangs of frustration and jealousy, simply because we don't have any good news to share yet.  I don't begrudge my siblings the happiness they deserve (and if you guys happen to be reading this, surely you know this to be true!) and I share in their joy.  I just ache to have them share in our joy, too; I ache to have happy news to share with them.  Does that make sense?

And finally, in fitness news, I have begun training (with a friend! yay!) for a 10 mile trail race in November.  I've got a 5k planned for the end of September, too, just for one of my Saturday runs, but the 10 miler is what I've got my sights set on.  I'm two weeks into training, and it's good for me to be back on a more regimented plan with a race at the end of it.  It's so much easier for me to be consistent with that kind of set up.  I do, however, look forward to slightly cooler/less humid days that will make running outside at least an option.  Right now, things are just too crazy out there for me to even think about it.  I MISS THE TRAILS!  The indoor track at the Y is simply no match for my beloved trails.  Soon. 

I realize it's Saturday, and very few people are blogging/reading blogs today, but I needed to take a little bit of time to get back in the swing of things, now that our profile is done.  I'll be back again soon!