Adoption Update, (Pt. 5)

We get to bring home our newest treasures tomorrow afternoon...

Those words evoke so many emotions. There are so many thoughts racing through my mind as I stare at this screen, trying to compose those thoughts.

I can't sleep. I went to bed at 10:30, but sleep has eluded me. My mind can't seem to slow down long enough to allow my body the rest it needs. We've been in a whirlwind here at my house for the past two days. Trying to get everything ready, to bring them into their forever home.

Things are moving so quickly now, compared to the waiting that we've endured for so long now. We started this journey toward adoption over a year ago. Don't misunderstand me, we're ready. Goodness knows we've waited so long. But it is slightly mind-blowing how quickly it's moving now. We received a phone call on Wednesday, a week ago. We met with the resource developers (I still like to call them social workers), and the children, and their foster mother on Tuesday of this week. And we're bringing them home on Friday. Mind-boggling.

I still don't have everything ready. You see, when we started this journey, we thought we'd adopt a child of pre-school to early elementary age (you know, in the neighborhood of 4 to 10 years old). So there didn't seem to be that much that needed changing around my house.

But these children are babies. One is 2 years old and one is 9 months old.

So needless to say, there are many changes that have to be made around here and 3 days has not been enough time to make all the changes. There is the issue of baby furniture to attain. My youngest child is 12, so obviously all my baby furniture and items have been long gone! There's also the issue of baby-proofing my house.

I have to admit, I've been a bit stressed.

But thank goodness, no, thank God that I have a family that doesn't mind pulling together in times like these. We've all gone through the house trying to see it from a baby's point of view, and we have purged like you wouldn't believe. I can't believe how much stuff we have packed up to be given to the mission store, or put away in the attic for later use.

My oldest son told me tonight that he really doesn't mind moving into the room with my youngest son, so as to free up a bedroom for the little boys. You see, that has been a concern for these past couple of days. I wasn't sure exactly where the babies would sleep. It seemed to me that having them (the oldest two boys) room together would be the most logical solution, especially considering that my oldest is only here for the summer, the weekends and holidays anyway since he is in college. But he really likes having his own room when he's home, and I really didn't want to kick him out of his room.

I was prepared to do just that, however. But thankfully, he came to me and told me this afternoon (before I had a chance to break the news to him) that he really didn't mind giving up his room. I almost cried. Funny how he didn't even realize what a weight that lifted from my shoulders. But God did. He's so amazing, how He knows, and how He delights in working out even the smallest details for us!

I still don't have everything ready. Except for a twin bed for our 2-year old, and a baby bed for our 9-month old, I don't have another piece of furniture in their room. No high chairs, no strollers... gee, I don't even remember what all you need when you have babies... lol. But I suppose that's what God is trying to teach me. Not to sweat the small stuff. It'll all come together. He always works out the details. Always.

Pictures to follow soon...

And by the way, I covet your prayers for us. These are big changes in our lives. It's like starting all over again!

God sets the lonely in families... Psalm 68:6