Racing Against and Toward the Holidays

Things seem to have been moving along so well, but they are not going at all now. Still waiting for the completed HAR. I'm not sure what's taking so long. The writer emailed me with some follow up questions after having it reviewed by her supervisor, and I responded right away, but it's been a couple of weeks and nothing. So I'm trying not to think too much about it or it just gets me a little frustrated. I thought I'd be able to have it sent off to the province and approved this month so I could ship it off to the agency in July. Sigh. Now who knows? The person who does the approval at the government may well be taking some holiday time right away here too, so now that we're into summer. Meh. It could take a while.
I suppose it's a good thing, it makes sure that I will have a whole other year of teaching under my belt before the adoption happens, but thinking as I did that things may have gone quicker than originally expected got my hopes up and had me in the frame of mind that this little girl might already be out of the belly and just about ready for matching. It was wishful thinking, I know.
On a different front, I am soooooooo looking forward to the summer. Three weeks with my mam and sisters and Jonah in Ontario, chillaxing on the island -- oh, it'll be sweet. And my kids are so ready for the summer. Two weeks to go, and I'm having a tough time reeling them in. I am looking forward to being only in Junior High next year, even with a smorgasbord of courses: science, social, English, art, information processing, health... Oy! I will certainly be busy. But it is great and I am so excited.
I've been trying to get a hold of Jon (Jonah's dad). He hasn't called in a long time (over 3 months now), and hasn't given me any financial support either. I'm ticked about the money, and totally hurting for Jonah who misses his dad. I talked to a psychologist about it on Saturday, and her advice was to pursue him. She said if he'll come see Jonah if I guilt him about it, then I should guilt him, because ideally, every kid should have both parents involved. I think that would be great, and I still hold out hope that it can be resolved, but I don't know why Jon has fallen off the planet, and I think he has just decided to bow out. I wish he would just be decisive about it so I could at least know what to expect. My brother Jim said he would go and talk to him and say all the things I want to but can't. I think I'll just leave it. But I will start leaving messages for him on his cell (increasingly lengthy as long as he chooses not to pay -- he's a pay-as-you-go guy, and he'll pay, one way or another). According to my mam, one call a day is acceptable according to the law.