It was really, really hard to leave our girls tonight.
Ten days is a really long time.
My house is spotless and will stay that way for ten days. That's a record.
We leave for the airport in three hours, and I have chosen to not go to bed.
In two days, we will be back in Ethiopia.
Our son turns eight months old on Sunday.
I will be with him on Monday.
The day after that, he will be ours forever.
I can't believe God chose us for this mission.
I am in shock.
I am in denial.
I am in awe.
We have the best family and friends. Bar none. We could not have done this without them.
Ty's "room" rocks.
I was pretty mad at God tonight when my girls were sobbing and clinging to us, wishing we didn't have to go.
Why us?
We have a rear-facing car seat in our van again. It's been a long time.
I'm going to need a new blog header and name.
God wants to give us the desires of our heart. I REALLY desire business class for our long flights.
I can't wait for our family and friends to meet our son.
I feel guilty that so many people have worked to bring him home, but he gets to be with us every day.
Having a baby around is going to make things much more difficult.
I can't wait to have a baby around again.
I can't wait to put my nose in his neck.
I can't wait to twist his curls around my finger.
I can't wait to feel him breathing on me while he sleeps.
I can't wait to try my Ergo.
I can't wait to pick out a stroller.
I CANNOT WAIT to see my daughters light up when they see their brother.
I CANNOT WAIT to see my girls again.
I CANNOT WAIT to be a family of six.
I CANNOT WAIT to say, "Yes, he is my son."
I can't wait to take him out the day after we get home to buy a new washer/dryer set.
I love my husband.
I love how God softened my husband's heart and made us equally yolked in this adventure.
God rocks.
Let's get this show on the road!
beautiful post.
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