One month and counting....

ONE MONTH.....

In just one month, I will be boarding a plane headed for Ethiopia. In one month, I will leave two, precious children at home to meet one, precious child waiting for his mama. In one month, I will smell a different smell, taste a different taste, and feel a different feeling.

In one month, I will get to look into the big, brown eyes of my son. In one month, I will get to wrap my arms around him and give him a squeeze that only a mother can do. In one month, I will be able to know what SIZE this little guy is.

A lot will happen in one month.....and I couldn't be more excited!

My son's home....

A friend of mine has worked with my son's orphanage for several years. I was so blessed when she sent me these pictures of his orphanage and homeland. I am counting down the days until we can experience this for ourselves!!

Blessings and miracles!

I am blessed. No...really...I am BLESSED!

I have been sitting here today thinking of all the wonderful blessings in my life. My two kids....they are both smart, beautiful, funny, talented, trustworthy, independent, kind, mannerly, and on and on. I do not deserve them. I could never "earn" such wonderful kids.



My gorgeous son in Ethiopia....he will soon be 9 months old. He is strong and alert. His smile lights up a room. He can pull himself up and hold his head up strong. He has beautiful brown eyes and black, curly hair. Again, I never thought that I could be the mother of such a beautiful baby boy!

I have a beautiful home. It is so much more that I would have imagined. Because of twists and turns in life, we have this wonderful home is a quiet, safe neighborhood.

I have amazing parents. They get on my nerves...sure! What parents don't?? But they are kind and compassionate. They are always there and very supportive. They have helped us through financial difficulties and have celebrated all our successes!

And today....i celebrate that after a severe overdose of medication, 4 nights in ICU, 2 trips to the ER, and 3 days in the State Mental Hospital, my Uncle Lynn is home and in his right mind! We were fearful that he would never be "normal" again...but thank God that Satan has no dominion over us and God was victorious in this situation.

Life is FULL of blessings and miracles....you just have to be willing to claim them!

COURT DATE!

Today we got a call that we have been given a court date! We will meet our new son on October 19!! We were so excited and had already come to the conclusion that it would be after court closures!

This first trip will be very short. We will get to Ethiopia on Saturday night and fly home on Tuesday! We will have a few times that we will get to spend with "M". I can't wait to hold him and kiss his chubby cheeks! We will have to go to court to give our consent to adopt him, then head home to wait for a visa appointment. Hopefully it will only be a few short weeks, and then we will head back to bring him home!

I have had the priviledge of talking with one of the other families that we will be traveling with. This is a special bond that we will share and I can't wait to meet them in person. I know that God is already planning and ordering our steps....including those we will share it with!

So, once again....we wait! But now we have a countdown and can begin marking days off our calendar!!

It's a BOY!!

Well, it has been a week since I got "the call"!! I thought that I should post something for those of you who care and are following my blog!

The day started out like any other day.....I was up at 5:45 a.m. getting ready to go to work.. I was sluggish and crabby.....just another day. At 6:45, I went in and gave Jeremy that half-hearted "I'm really sleepy and would rather be back in bed" kiss and told him good-bye. I turned to go out the door and said over my shoulder, "Hopefully I will talk to you again this morning." (Meaning=I hope Nicky calls us and you are on the line!)

The day went by as normal. Ladies would come into work and ask the same questions they have been asking for 10 months! (and 1 week) "How is the adoption coming?" "Have you heard anything yet?" I continued to smile and spout off my usual, "Nope."

At about 11:45, I felt my cell phone buzz in my pocket. I carefully reached in and retreived the cell phone. I looked at the screen, assuming that it was my Dad letting me know the change of plans for picking up the kids. To my suprise, I see "Nicky Losse" on the called I.D. My heart started to race and I broke into a cold sweat! This was really IT! This was that call that I had waited 10 months and 1 week for! I just remember welling up with tears and saying quietly to the ladies at work, "Oh my gosh! This is it!"

The next 10 minutes were nothing but BLUR! I heard her say something about getting Jeremy on the line. I think all I said was, "Uh huh" to EVERYTHING. I had dreamed that I would be chatty and talkative, questioning everything she said. Instead, I sat in disbelief with tears streaming down my face. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry! The only thing on my mind was getting home to see his beautiful face.

I hung up the phone, turned to the owner of the store and said, "Can I go home to see my son?" It is a good thing she said yes or else I would have lost my job that day. Nothing was going to keep me from seeing his face!

I quickly ran by my parents house to get Mo and Zeke, then headed home where Jeremy was anxiously waiting. As we all gathered around the computer, I felt like I was going to puke! Was this for REAL??

I clicked on the email and THERE HE WAS! He was beautiful! He was perfectly, incredibly, beautiful! I just sat in awe, disbelief, joy, astonishment, (and 1000 other adjectives) that God would choose us to be the parents of this beautiful child! He was so perfect and so amazing! He was much more that I expected! I thought my baby would be skinny and skrawny...kind of sickly looking....but on the contrary! He is chubby! Really chubby! He has gorgeous BIG round black eyes. He has fat legs and chubby toes! He has a little bit of wonderfully black, shiny hair! He is just perfect!

So....there you have it! This is day that our little family of four, truly became a family of five....and we couldn't be more excited!! :O)

IT"S MYYYYYYY TURN!

Please forgive me while I vent......

I have been so very patient in this adventure. It truly has been an adventure! There have been many twists, turns, and anticipation lurking around every corner! Their have been ups and down and thrills. There have been fears and joys, tears and laughs. I have been a good sport. I have watched MANY friends begin this process and return home with their GORGEOUS babies and children! I have been there to hug and kiss on their babies....I've been a good sport! I have read SOOOOOOOO many blogs of people's journey through the great "unknown". I have watched "YouTube" videos of peoples video montages....and I have been a good sport! Really! I HAVE! I have patiently listened to countless friends telling me about how "perfect it will be" and "get the child that was meant for us". I appreciate and love all the advice that I have received to "be patient" and "wait on the Lord". They are ALL right....they love me.....

BUT GOSH DARN IT.......IT'S MMMMMMYYYYYY TURN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahhhhhh....there.....now I feel better! :O)

Mother's Day thoughts....

So here we are. Mother's Day. What a special day to celebrate being a mother.

I painfully remember 11 years ago. I remember getting the results of our fertility tests back, with the startling and devastating reality that we were never going to have children. I remember begging and bargaining with God about having a child of my own. I remember that Mother's Day. It was so painful to watch all the mothers go forward at church. I had to leave the service, for it was a pain that I could not bear. I didn't understand God's plan. All I knew was that I thought God must be awful. How could he punish us this way??

Fast forward 11 years. I sat in church with my TWO, beautiful children. I heard them lift up their voices to that same God that I once thought so terrible and hurtful. My heart was filled with gratitude and love that God DID hear my pleading and bargaining and gave me not ONE, but two children! And He didn't stop there........

This month will mark our 9th month! A completed pregnancy! I know now that our little one is born and living somewhere out in this big world. He or she is waiting to become a part of a loving, caring, God fearing family. Next year, I will sit with not only the two greatest children in the world, but I will sit with THREE tiny miracles by a God of LOVE!

Happy Mother's Day and may we have many, many more wonderful Mother's Days!