One Day

Dear Birthmom, 

So this week is National Infertility week. Do you know what I think about infertility? I think that it's painful and yet beautiful at the same time. The painful part...it's so hard to wait and not know and see how this is going to work out. The beautiful part...a great miracle is going to come from all of this. 

Even thought it's painful...we're going to keep going until we find you and our miracle little baby. One day we'll see how it has all worked out. 

Love, 

Me

The Life

My cute husband, sitting in our cute house.  Somedays I wonder...how did I get so lucky to have this life? How I love life with him!

Open

I've been thinking a lot about the relationship I would like to have with our Birthmom.  There are all sorts of relationships out there. Relationships with family/friends/co-workers/neighbors. What does a relationship with a birthmom look like? I don't really know...because we don't have one yet. I don't know her yet, but I think about her often. I hope that I can be a support, a cheerleader, a friend to her.

I've been following the story of a friend-of-a-friend...she's a birth mom and her story is amazing. The relationship she has with her adoptive family is beautiful, and I hope that we can have a similar relationship with our birth mom someday as well!

Dear Baby...

Dear Baby,

Today...today I ached for you. New life is blooming around me with the world waking up from the dead of winter, and with that warming came a stirring desire in me. I want new life in our family. I want you to be planted safely in my arms. I want you to reach up for snuggles from your daddy.  I want you to bloom beautifully under our little roof. I want you to grow up in the love of our little family.  After this cold harsh winter, we're ready for spring...

Love,
Your someday momma

Doing Hard Things

I loved this post today. 8 years later, still doing hard things...what a beautiful story! 

More of yesterday

I found this quote today...it is just what I wanted to say yesterday!

Why?

I've been wondering "why!?" a lot lately.

I wonder why our friend has cancer. She's a wife. She's a momma of 3 cute babies. I don't know why it's struck me so hard...maybe because she's my age. Maybe because she's such an awesome person, and this is such an awful thing to go through.

I wonder why other friends are going through divorce. Going through loosing a spouse. Going through financial hardships. Going through painful loneliness.

I wonder why there are just two in our family, instead of three (or four, or five).

I wonder why young girls/women have had such lonely and hurtful lives...and as a result, may end up with an unexpected little baby coming into their lives. They are faced with a tough choice.

Why!?

Why do we go through such crushingly hard times?

As hard as it is...I think it's to help us grow. I think it's to help us be better people. I think it's to give us a greater perspective than we had before. I think it's to make us compassionate. I think it's to make us feel. I think that it's to help us choose to see the good and the beauty of life no matter what. I think it's to help us love deeper.