When Tom and I got married we worked really hard at preparing for the marriage, not just the wedding. It has paid off- we started with a really firm foundation that has continued these past four years. Our wedding was great too, by the way! : )
I've realized lately though, that I haven't done as good of a job in the adoption process. It's been a tough year- we moved, Bethy got diagnosed with asthma and had a really hard year of health issues related to that, and we swam our way through the murkey waters of the adoption process. A tough year, but a good one. It's all kind of been a blur. Although we've spent hours preparing for Caleb; thinking about his needs, his medical concerns, how to attach with him, etc., etc., etc., I've not had enough time to sit and reflect on the actual little human life that is about to enter my world. So last night after clearing out and cleaning up his room, bags neatly packed against the wall, I sat in the rocker for a while. I allowed myself to dream about the memories we would make in this house. I thought about my hopes and dreams for him. I prayed for him and grieved a bit for him and the experience he is about to endure. I thought of his birth parents and hoped they would know somehow that their son is going to have a life full of love. I promise we will love him and we will point him to the One who loved Him first.
So little boy of mine, 12 days until we meet. I'm excited to to get to know you....
I've realized lately though, that I haven't done as good of a job in the adoption process. It's been a tough year- we moved, Bethy got diagnosed with asthma and had a really hard year of health issues related to that, and we swam our way through the murkey waters of the adoption process. A tough year, but a good one. It's all kind of been a blur. Although we've spent hours preparing for Caleb; thinking about his needs, his medical concerns, how to attach with him, etc., etc., etc., I've not had enough time to sit and reflect on the actual little human life that is about to enter my world. So last night after clearing out and cleaning up his room, bags neatly packed against the wall, I sat in the rocker for a while. I allowed myself to dream about the memories we would make in this house. I thought about my hopes and dreams for him. I prayed for him and grieved a bit for him and the experience he is about to endure. I thought of his birth parents and hoped they would know somehow that their son is going to have a life full of love. I promise we will love him and we will point him to the One who loved Him first.
So little boy of mine, 12 days until we meet. I'm excited to to get to know you....
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