With the Cold Comes Hope

It is starting to get colder outside, which is good because we know that the colder it gets outside, the closer to Julian coming home we are. Julian is 7 months old now. We have been waiting for him to come home since he was 5 months old. The anticipation to his arrival is getting exhausting. We still have not received any new news regarding our application to bring Julian home. We hope to hear from our Government very soon.
In the meantime, we are getting his room in good shape. Jo-Ann and I have been stocking up on books and toys for him. Still a little apprehensive about buying diapers and formula because of the uncertainty of his exact arrival. Even clothes are a little hard to buy. There are of course the things that we definitely want to have for him. Such as, a little pair of converse all-stars and a Ramones t-shirt. Of course he needs an Islanders jersey so that he can root for the Isles along side Daddy. I think it will be pretty cool siting next to my son and watching the Islanders, each of us with our jerseys on.
It has been almost 2 weeks since we sent him the care package with the blanket and cameras. We can only assume that he has received this package and it thrills me to think that he is snuggling with that soft blanket as I write this. I can picture him just like Jo-Ann with his little face pressed up against the smooth, soft blanket, sleeping.
It is exciting to think that we may receive some new pictures of Julian from his foster mom. He will be 3 months older than the last set of pictures that we got. He probably got a lot bigger.