Well, I'm done fighting against the pull. Done with my own personal excuses. No more, "when the baby is (x) old" or "when summer is over" or the ever-popular "when we have more money saved." Have you ever had that still small voice telling you it's time, act now, time is wasting? I've had it for a couple years now. It tells me my baby is out there. He's in a place far away and we need to go get him. So here we are. International Adoption. The research is done, the country is picked, the application is mailed and the costs have begun. Now all my heart has left to think about is.....where is my baby sleeping tonight. Is he hungry? Is he cold? Does he know that I already love him?
We are excited. Intimidated. Happy! We're coming precious boy!