I have gone into meltdown. G unfortunately knows the warning signs and has already hidden not only the plastic cards but also all statements - yeah you can totally get the card numbers off them for internet shopping. If you have the foresight to memorise a couple of end dates and pesky security codes.
The reason for the meltdown and manic need to buy all the things is that Social Work have come through. Yep after months of, not so patient, waiting our Social Worker phoned us on Wednesday with the news that they have found us number 2.
On Thursday morning we met with our social worker and the child's social worker to talk through the next stages and I can't see me getting many 'I hate waiting' moaning blog posts written in the meantime.
Our second child is a wee girl who has just turned 4 months old and it looks like she might be home by October. Or sooner - hence the meltdown!
At the moment I am fixated on the big items: buggies, car seats, cots and highchairs. Mainly because I want to get these out the way so that I can start planning her wardrobe. Although it has to be said that I am already aware that this is a minefield. Smudge has very firm views on what her little sister will and will not be wearing - although I'm not exactly going to complain too loudly when this is what smudge is obsessing over.