Monday, February 9, 2015

The two hours I thought I was a mom.

Just wanted to post a little update to keep y’all in the loop. All facts, no feelings.   ;)
We are still waiting for a birth mother to request a meeting with us. We have been contacted by our agency about two situations that were outside of our “criteria,” but neither of them worked out. So we continue to wait and attempt to prepare.

Last week was a bit of a roller coaster. We received a phone call on Tuesday afternoon that a birth mom had chosen us for her 3-month-old, and that we should be prepared to pick up our child on Thursday or Friday…..! Holy. Cow. We were thrilled. Terrified, but thrilled. (Whoops – those are feelings…) And then two hours later, our case worker called back to tell us that birth mom had changed her mind……. I could write a ton about our feelings here, but I honestly don’t want to re-hash it. I’m just grateful it was only two hours and not two months. Needless to say, the disappointment was zero fun. 

Silver lining: those two hours were a sincere wake-up call for me. I was ping-ponging around our house making ten different lists, gathering all kinds of advice and recommendations. From furniture to childcare to maternity plans, I was frantically trying to figure out how on earth we could be parents in a matter of days. And now that we’ve been given a little more time, I’m making every effort to get it together. We are fully confident in the Lord’s provision. We know our baby will have everything that he or she needs. But in those two hurried hours, I fully felt the effects of the need to nest.

That means we are in full-on nursery mode, people.

While decorating a space is one of my favorite things on the planet, nurseries just haven’t ever been my “thing.” But over the past few days, I’ve been up to my eyeballs in baby bedding, rugs, poufs… I mean, how fun are poufs? Baby or no baby, I’m a fan of the pouf. And all the while, I see this as one more way that the Lord has changed, softened, prepared my heart for the arrival of our child. I'm excited about getting a room together - because it just means we're one day closer.

Anyways… that’s where we are. We’ll keep you posted for sure. But in the mean time, I’m drooling over this guy.


:)