So much to say

So little to post.

Ever have a day, when your brain is just fried? I'm sure you have. Today is one of those days. My brain feels mushy and achy. I have lots to say. But no brain.

So yeh, that was deep. Deep mushy fried brain.

One year ago

One year ago.
I was laying in bed taking a nap after work. We had sent our first foster placement home a week earlier. I was still grieving his loss. My phone was in the kitchen. It was a Restricted Caller ID. Amber saw it and ran to give it to me. It was "K" , a placement worker. Twins. 6 months old. Cuddly. One with a feeding tube. We said yes.

We met Baby I a few hours later. Baby K was admitted at Elliot Hospital. I met K the next day at Elliot. I believe that Linda was the nurse on duty. I am sure she would tell you how terrified I was to hold him. How I wouldn't pick him up on my own. (that scary IV and cannula!). I would be lying if I said it was love at first sight. It was a very tough first month. I almost called it quits a few times. But God had other plans. He wanted us to have these boys.

A year later, it is love at every sight. Even when I don't like the sight - like poop, or low oxygen sats. But I love those boys with all my heart. (And of course Morgann too)

adoption

Please keep us in your prayers. We have an important court date coming up on August 24th. We need wisdom and are praying that one of the parties to the case is in a good state of mind on this day.

Thank you!