i know this is a weird subject for this group, but let me tell you my story. I was adopted at 14, later on in my life. I had a hell of an early life that I’ll tell you about someday. Anyways for now I’m 31 and have two sons. I always knew I wanted to adopt one day and after many sleepless nights I decided I wasn’t going to try for the “girl” I wanted to go out and find my girl. My adoptive parents and I have this saying that we All fell in love. My husband needed time so I let him breathe, because I can be very pushy and obsessive lol. A week or two ago I brought up an a foster parent meeting. And the next thing I know I am waiting and hoping to get my period. I am kinda sad because three kids is probably all we can handle and I wanted to find a little girl to be the “cherry on top” of our family, my boys are both into the idea and I’m scared if I am pregnant and we have another child we will never get to adopt.We never ever have slips and I sorta wonder if my husband did it on purpose. And it’s only once. Any way that’s my story for now. One more week till AF should be here.