Finally, The Post You've Been Waiting For!

This is Part 4 of a series of posts meant to catch you up on the last two days of our adoption journey. If you have time, you might want start reading at "Begin at the Beginning" first. The whole story of our family's journey can be found by searching "adoption" in the upper left search bar. Enjoy the ride!

So late last night, after calling the grandparents and sending out pictures of little B.N., we sent our Letter of Intent with our acceptance of the referral to our agency. We said Yes!!!



Are you ready for the "it gets better yet" part? This morning I shared the journey of Monday and Tuesday with another great friend and she said, "Are you ready to be a little more freaked out?" See, she had an email sitting in her Draft file that she hesitated to send Tuesday morning. The gist of her email is that in the adoption process, sometimes we know too much. Sometimes knowing all we know about these prospective children of ours works against us in some ways. For example, something like this:

If this were a biological baby that I was carrying in my womb, would I love her any less when an ultrasound showed this medical condition? Would I ever, ever consider not carrying her to term and loving her and seeking the best treatment available for her care?

Now you've got the goosebumps, too, don't ya?! How cool is that? Are you freaking out with it all like I am, even now while I'm telling it all to you? I'm telling you, God has been mighty at work here and we are blessed. We are a blessed family. And I won't even go into all of what the Lord did and said to me on Sunday in church, during a fantabulous, eye-popping, clearing-the-debris and re-arranging the furniture in the rooms of my heart and mind sermon on "Suffering." Suffice it to say, God was just warming me up for the events to come. I was loving what He did and that would have been enough for me to chew on and digest all day Sunday and likely into the next few days. But God doesn't do anything by halves, and we are living testament to that.

So, I know you've all been waiting for this. You deserve it. You've hung in there for a very long day of very long posts. I've not been quite this long-winded (worded?) in a long, long time. But you gotta admit, the story is a cool one. And even if you are bored to tears and cannot stand another minute of my long-worded-ness, the pictures below should make up for it.

Here she is, our daughter. Aidan Hope (Chinese name to be added later?).