Over the holiday we received video of “M” and “A” together. “M” seems to be more comfortable with her English. “A” seems like he will be a little bundle of joy. We were overjoyed to receive the video before Christmas. We also received Christmas pictures of the children in Santa hats, they were really cute. We’ve also received a few more photos over the last two weeks. A traveling family is delivering our care package this week and I’m curious to hear any feedback or see pictures of them receiving it.
This Thursday is our second court date. I honestly have mixed emotions about it. I’m hoping that we pass this second time around, but I have a looming fear that we will not pass again. Maybe I’m just being negative and not having faith that we will bring them home in a few weeks. I can’t believe we’ve been a part of the international adoption process for TWO YEARS now. We’ve experienced so many set backs AND blessings along the way, all that have led us to this moment of waiting to hear the court’s decision on our case. I remember when we started with Vietnam, I’d secretly thought that I’d like to start adoption #2 at this time (2009). VERY FUNNY! We could be completing adoption #3 if we pass court.
Another part of me is getting anxious—anxious that if we pass we will travel in a few weeks and leave Myer behind with family. This is going to be harder that I imagined (I’m getting a little tearful as I write it). I’m worried about all the ins and outs of what will happen while we are there. Wondering how we will pay for everything and not come away being too far in the red for too long. I worry about “M” leaving the house where she has lived for almost nine months….and I worry about all the transition that “A” has experienced in the last four months. I worry about their loss and their grief. I also worry if we’ve bitten off too much….adopting 3 children in four months (if we travel in February). Was this really what God called us to do? Or did we misunderstand.
I could go on and on with my worries and anxieties, but honestly, they do not override the absolute happiness and joy that it brings me when I think about meeting both “M” and “A” for the first time….and then when we get to bring them home and they get to meet their little brother for the first time.
Three years ago I asked and pleaded with God for a child.
Two years ago I asked God over and over again for a baby girl from Vietnam.
I spent a lot of time last year telling God what I wanted and what I could and couldn’t do.
I now have a beautiful baby boy and two Ethiopian children on the way. Never what I imagined at this time in my life. I asked God for what I wanted. He knew what I needed in HIS time and according to HIS plan. He’s blessed me in ways I never visioned and stretched me more than I knew possible. THANK YOU JESUS for this family you are building.