After an internal review of the Aboriginal Adoption Online training, the Executive Director has decided to cancel the September 14, 2015 session, in order to update the curriculum to provide the most up to date and relevant training experience for participants. Once a new date has been determined for the training we will be in touch with you to inform you of the new date.

— excerpt from an email from the programs coordinator at Indigenous Perspectives Society.

I am bummed. Not heart-broken, because this is an optional course and we have a ton of other things going on in our lives right now, but I am certainly bummed. I haven’t contacted our social worker yet to find out what this means in terms of our wanting to be considered to adopt First Nations / Métis children, but from where I am sitting it seems as if we don’t have any options that would make us eligible. The course that was cancelled is the only way.

Hopefully they’ll come up with a replacement in the next few months?


In other news, the husband and I have decided to attend an information session called “LGBTQ: Your Path To Parenthood” which is being put on by Acubalance Wellness Centre and Olive Fertility Clinic. We’ve shut the door on surrogacy right now, but that doesn’t mean that we should stop learning about our options! It’s a free session, and it will also help us get to know other queer families. Which we need to do, because most of our friends with children have relatively traditional family compositions. 🙂


Quick update

I haven’t mentioned this on here yet, but my partner and I are getting married in July.  I dream about our upcoming wedding every night, and spend at least 4-5 hours a day actively researching or working on a wedding related project.

Our fertility clinic called me back, and the doctor is booked up solid until July.  I am praying that they don’t try to give us an appointment on the week of our wedding.  Praying.

Oh! Oh Oh Oh!

I work shift work, so I sometimes sleep at strange times.  I was sleeping this afternoon, in fact, when most normal people are out there doing normal daytime things.  I had a really good nap, which is nice, because I work a 12 hour overnight shift tonight.

When I woke up, I had a missed call from a strange number on my phone.  And as per usual, before I even listened to the voicemail, I Googled it, to see if I could identify the source.  Aaaaaaaand it came back to the fertility clinic we’ve been referred to!

Listened to the voicemail (which just said my name and the doctor’s name and left a callback number) and called them back immediately, and got voicemail. Sad face!  And now I am afraid to get in the shower, because I might miss their call back.  Which is crazy, right?  If I miss it, I will just have to talk to them tomorrow.  Which isn’t the end of the world.  Except that every time we make any sort of progress in our journey to parenthood, I am almost incapacitated by an incredible urge to hit a mystical fast-forward button, to jump ahead to a baby in my arms.  And then it’s just too hard to breathe.

I am going to stop sitting here staring at my phone now, because I just looked on their website, and their office closed over an hour ago.  It’s safe to have a shower now, right?  Right.  And also, I need to remember how to breathe again.