So apparently, I'm a reject.
Even though there are tens of thousands of babies in China longing for a family to hug and hold and love them, we don't qualify.
Why? Because my husband is an unheard-of 52 years old.
And I... well, I have a diagnosed panic disorder and have been on Lexapro for several years.
Guess that makes me an unfit mother.
I mean, really, we knew THAT already. But it had more to do with the popcorn for dinner than the antidepressants.