Thankfully we've had a few distractions to keep me from going completely off the deep end. Yesterday I attended my third baby shower, given by my mom, my best friend Anne's mother, Susan, and my very good friend from church (and spiritual mentor and surrogate big sister), Laurie. It was an incredibly awesome day. I was very disheartened Friday when we didn't receive our referral; I had so hoped to have a picture before the shower. I was afraid the whole day would be a constant reminder of our unfulfilled hope, but instead I found myself encouraged and filled with God's peace. I loved being surrounded with such godly women, friends, and family. Here's a few pictures from the day, including my "Ethiopian pregnant belly" made by my friend Amie and her mom, Margie. Apparently they wanted me to have my share of fun trying to open gifts and reach to the floor. Thankfully my best friend Shari pointed out that, in my defense, not too many brand new mothers have to board a 24 hour trans-atlantic flight with a new baby. Point well taken.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Well, it's been over 2 weeks since we went on high alert; we actually received an email from our agency telling us we were "on deck" and we are anxiously waiting for our phone to ring. I'm not going to lie, it's almost agonizing. Every day I wake up, thinking this could be the day, and then feel a heavy sigh when the clock strikes 5:00pm. It doesn't help that every time Travis calls my cell phone at work, I think it might be "it". Last week I actually took his call in the middle of a meeting, only for him to ask me something totally arbitrary, like, "Did you get my email?" In my frustration, I told him the next time he called he'd better have some good news. (Let me take a moment to praise the Lord for my wonderfully patient husband, who endures all the hormonal abuse I dole out...he's such a great and godly man.)