In a moment of bravery, that quickly fleated, I made our doctors appointments to get our vaccinations. The appointment is for tomorrow morning. I am NOT looking forward to it. I repeat, I am NOT looking foward to it. If anyone has an suggestions for coping and pain management, besides getting sloppy drunk, feel free. (and no, pricking your hand and running sterile water over it does not qualify). Eeeee, I want my mommy.

On the adoption boards, they call it HSTK. Which stands for HomeStudy To Korea. Which is what we ARE! We are HSTK! Finally! Our paperwork is on its way there as we speak. It left our agency on Monday afternoon. Eeek!
This is super exciting. Super super super exciting.
And now, again, we wait. But what we’re waiting for is, like, the second best thing of all. We’re waiting for a match with a baby. Sometime in the next 0-5 months, we’ll get a call telling us that they have picked a baby for us. We’ll get pictures, medical information, and whatever else they deem necessary. And hopefully we’ll say “hell yes thats our baby!” and then I will be a MOM. To a CHILD. (The best thing of all, if you’re wondering, is when that baby is placed in my arms).
Merry Christmas to all, but especially to ME!

Ah, vaccines. You do not even know how much I dred this event. If you thought I was bad with having my blood drawn for my physical (which, since most of you werent there, it was BAD), just wait. I may need extra support present to remind me of how much worse an epidural would be.
The CDC provides great information on recommended vaccines for traveling anywhere in the world. By narrowing my search down to East Asia, I found there are seven vaccines recommended. Thankfully, three of them can be ruled out because we wont be traveling to any rural areas. We’ll be content in Seoul, which is a very well developed city. But there’s still a chance of the people we come in contact with (including our new child) having some of these diseases, so it’d be wise to take a preventative measure. Remind me later that I think this is wise, cause when a needle is being held to my arm, I probably wont be feeling the wisdom.
So, in the end, it looks like I’ll be signing Steve and I up to get our Hepatitis A and Hepatitis B shots in the very near future. While its very likely that we had those immunizations as infants, it turns out they only last 10 years. There’s a slight chance we’ll need a booster for MMR and I should really get my tetanus booster (but when am I around rusty nails?).
If it were just me, I’d run the risk and not get the vaccines. But, I guess I wouldn’t do my new baby much good if I contract some funky disease, right? Just the first in many lessons on the pain and sacrifice of being a parent, I suppose.