I keep wondering if it really is true.
Am I really going to finally meet our two daughters in just a few days? Like, um, next week?
Oh my goodness, the reality of it all is finally starting to sink in. I leave in just seven days.
Soon I will get to hold this little sweetie….
And this one too…
I won’t have to stare at the same two little photos over and over again.
In just a few days I can finally snuggle them and kiss their sweet little faces. They probably won’t have any idea what hit them. Chances are they will have no idea what it feels like to be held tightly and showered with affection.
For nine long months we have looked at these two little pictures. We have wondered what they look like now. Have they changed? Have they grown a little? Can they sit? Or even walk? Can they eat solid food, or do they only drink from bottles? What is their health like? Are they even okay?
Every adoptive parent knows and understands all too well that agonizing feeling of going to bed at night and wondering if your child on the other side of the world is warm enough in their bed. Or did they have enough to eat? Is there someone to care for them? Does anyone hold them when they cry?
The long wait is finally coming to an end for us. It feels so surreal. I have to keep reminding myself that this really, really is going to happen. I am going to be a mommy to two more gorgeous little angels. God’s goodness completely overwhelms me.
Wow–I really am leaving soon. Just seven more days.
Hallelujah!
