Monday, January 18, 2010
Bill told me today that he is ready for our child to come home now. He's always been the practical one, the one who said that it will happen when it happens. The one to say waiting is okay, there's no rush. Now, he finally feels what I feel. He finally feels antsy about waiting. He's finally anxious to hold our little one in his arms. So, we sit. We wait. Hopeful, yet guarded. No, we haven't heard anything yet. We are still waiting to be picked. We are still waiting for friends to step forward and lend a helping hand by getting the word out. We are still waiting to bring our precious baby into our lives. We stand, waiting, hopeful for what is to come. Will you stand with us?