Jo's birth certificate came in the mail today!
Along with it came a "birth certificate correction form," so I jested that we ought to just note that I'd been left off and be done with the whole thing. In fact, the correction form explicitly announced that a woman who is married can add her husband's name to the birth certificate, even if he is not the biological father.
I have been pretty upbeat about this second parent adoption thing, feeling relieved that we have the option to make it legal rather than annoyed that I have to do it all, even when forking over the hefty retainer to our lawyer. But that line on the form gave me a sharp moment of anger. I caught this child on his way into the world. I planned his conception with as much (and far more than some) intention of any husband. Why must I jump through these hoops to prove what couldn't be any truer?
On a lighter note, the third insert in the envelope was a yellow pamphlet, courtesy of our city, labelled "Your Baby." NOW they send us the instructions!!