Gnawing on a thought

Do you ever have the feeling that the Universe is conspiring to send you a message? Like things happen in a theme that is possibly meant for you to learn, seize an opportunity or make an important decision. Today maybe that happened to me. Here are the series of events:

1. When I rolled over and like a zombie stuck that thermometer in my mouth like I do every morning, it had dropped like crazy. Which means you can still set your clock to my cycle and tomorrow I can look forward to cramps and bleeding. Here we go again!
2. Today when we were standing around waiting for the last bus I noticed Penny with her arm around a little boy in her class. I had always thought that kid should have been in my class for reasons that don't matter now. But I noticed how sweet they were together and commented to the person next to me, "[he] is one handsome kid..."
3. When that bus finally came, and the children were gone and all the staff were scurrying back inside followed by the armed security guard, Penny came up, put her arm around me and said, "don't you think [cute kid] would be a great addition to our family? You know, he's up for adoption....And he already adores this guy" She pointed to Dan. Its true those kids love Dan.
4. When we were finishing up for the day, my boss came in to give us an update on the Poohbear situation and she turned the conversation to her foster son. She has had him for 13 years and now he is graduating from highschool. They had their struggles, for sure. He has issues. But now he is student body president and making plans for college. He was never up for adoption, but now that he is 18 he has decided to officially join their family.

Dan and I both would love a big family. Even if fertility treatments work, it will probably only give us a chance for one or two children (God forbid a huge litter all at once). Maybe this is an opportunity for us. Maybe this is meant to be.

What I know:

He is already seven and has a history. His first family treated him badly enough to lose custody. He is in a special school for kids with behavior problems. With that in mind, he is never violent and the most he does is sometimes get overwhelmed and cry in a way that is too immature for his age. He has made enough progress that he is going back to a regular school next year.

This is something to think about.