How many people don't like us?

This is the start of your sweet little story.  The part where your page meets ours.  No matter where your tale takes you, our story will always read Love!

 

 

Once we arrived at Aunt Laura's house, I felt a bit rude, but I NEEDED to see the website and what it was all about.  In the email from the agency, they told us how to access it as a "user".  Even though we could not make changes, we could see how many people visited our profile!

 

 

Telling us that we can see the profile view count, is, in my opinion, like giving a woman a due date when she is pregnant!  It really means nothing, just gives you something else to obsess about.

 

 

Greg and I decided we would not tell anyone about the websites...after all, we (I) wanted the count to be accurate and not just our friends and family looking at the page.  So this is where my obsession began, right there in Aunt Laura's kitchen on our vacation to get on with our lives!

 

 

I would check that site every hour....Oh look, 2 people visited.  Now 9 people.  Now 17 people.  By the time we got in the car on Sunday to drive back home, we had 22 views.  Greg finally says to me, "what does that mean to you?"  Well, I hadn't thought about that.  I guess it means that 22 people looked at our profile, and 22 people didn't like us because we hadn't received a call.  So it became our joke.  "How many people don't like us today?"

 

By November 3, 2013, 8 days after our website was "live", we had 49 people that didn't like us.  I was frustrated.  Realistically, I know that it can take years to adopt, but in my heart, I kept thinking about the photos on the website, the letters, our biography....what is it about us that birth moms don't like.  We are probably too old!

 

I talked to my mom that night on the phone and voiced my frustration.  And in true Kiley fashion, she said, "Just wait, it will probably be that 50th person that falls in love with you!"  

There is little left to do...

                           It isn't where you came from, it's where you're going that counts.

As a wedding gift from Greg's Aunt and Uncle, we were invited to Minneapolis to attend the NE versus the Minnesota team.  Clearly, I am not aware of what happens in the football world.  When we opened the gift, Greg sees two tickets to a Husker game, I see an afternoon at IKEA!  So, as very kind as it was for his Aunt and Uncle to invite us, I gave up my ticket and we took Taylen with us! So, that is what we did the last weekend in October.  We have all of our paperwork turned in, what else do we have to do except get on with our lives and wait!

We left on Friday morning and started the 6 hour drive up to Minneapolis.  For any of you that know me, I hate driving anywhere.   I would rather fly even though I am not a fan of flying.  And Taylen inherited that from me as well!  So, it was a long drive for Greg!!!  This is the car ride where we had story time and Taylen put his headphones on and watched movies!  Tre' had no interest in going on this trip with us as he had just gotten back from a mini vacation for fall break in Chicago. 

When we arrived in Minneapolis, we went straight to IKEA and boy did I have a good time!  The boys, not so much, but I was in heaven!  I needed pictures frames, and they are nice there and cheap! So I loaded up. And they have a wonderful baby section, but we just couldn't bring ourselves to buy anything.  I mean, our website hasn't even been created yet,  and we have only been signed with them for 11 days. 

My phone was dead, but I didn't care, I was having a great time shopping!  Greg and Taylen would take every opportunity to "try out the chairs" and sit and play on their phones.  It was then that Greg says to me, "Did you get the email?  Our websites are complete."  I had suddenly lost interest in shopping (clearly he planned that), quickly checked out, because I needed to go see exactly what birth mothers were seeing!