Sitting in my office @ home wondering to myself...what is the hardest part of adoption??
Is it the constant waiting? The endless hours of paperwork? The comments from people who just have NO idea what adoption is about? Is it the pain I feel every time in my heart knowing that the child God created for me is NOT yet in my arms?
What is it? The Hardest Part??
Is it seeing children around town...my eyes have never been so drawn to bi-racial children. And for some reason I see their wonderful faces more and more with each passing day.
Each day we wait I love our baby more. Each day we wait...it gets harder. If I pause long enough during my day to think about it...well the water works begin to flow.
Is the hardest part knowing that my life, our life, will drastically change when our baby is given to us? Will the baby bond to us? Will Jackson freak out? Heck, will I freak out??
I think the hardest part is just not knowing...but PRAISE YOU LORD that you know EVERY detail.
God we are yours...we say YES...even to the HARDEST PART.