Bring to completion or reality; achieve or realize (something desired, promised, or predicted)
Emory - born 9/28 at 8lbs. 2 oz, 20 inches long - beautiful and perfect in every way.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Promises Fulfilled...
Bring to completion or reality; achieve or realize (something desired, promised, or predicted)
Emory - born 9/28 at 8lbs. 2 oz, 20 inches long - beautiful and perfect in every way.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Thinking of you...
You are always in my thoughts and prayers, sweet child. I think of you so often that sometimes there isn't room for anything else. I wonder when you're coming home to us. I pray that you are safe in your mommy's tummy. I pray that she finds faith in the decisions she has made for you both. More often than not, I just hope and pray that she finds us someday soon. For we are so ready to meet you little one. Keeping my heart open and ready for when you arrive.
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Independence Day
Today is the 4th of July. I think that it's interesting that the day America celebrates the breaking of their shackles, is the day I celebrate the putting on of mine.
16 years ago today, Sean and I finally decided that our friendship was something more. I tell ya, it was a day for fireworks and all kinds of epiphanies for sure! I look back to that day so long ago and see the road that we have traveled together. There have been potholes and detours aplenty, but through out it all we have remained steadfast in our commitment to one another.
Looking forward I know that there is something missing. In my mind, I can see a small child holding onto to our fingers as we continue along our life's path. I worry every day about that dream coming true.
16 years ago today, Sean and I finally decided that our friendship was something more. I tell ya, it was a day for fireworks and all kinds of epiphanies for sure! I look back to that day so long ago and see the road that we have traveled together. There have been potholes and detours aplenty, but through out it all we have remained steadfast in our commitment to one another.
Looking forward I know that there is something missing. In my mind, I can see a small child holding onto to our fingers as we continue along our life's path. I worry every day about that dream coming true.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Scram Scammers!
I tell ya, I am sick to death with adoption scammers. They sit in wait, like hungry predators, ready to pounce upon unsuspecting potential adoptive parents. They think we are so desperate and overwrought that we will fall for anything and just begin showering them with money for all their pretty lies. I just can't do it anymore.
Some days I am sick to my stomach with grief that I'm not a mom yet. I let these emotions get the better of me at times. I like to think the best of people...but that continually keeps biting me in the ass. I'm just tired of it.
There are some of these emotional terrorists that pop up over and over again. The same sick woman, using other people's names and faces, pictures of another woman's pregnant belly, pictures of another person's child!! Sometimes she only bothers barely changing the story to seem brand new. It's only once you're in a bit too deep that the sneaking suspicions come creeping and crawling up to stick in your throat.
How many times now...? 2, 3, 4 more? At this point, too many to count.
Ah yes, this petty scammer loves me. These people have emotional problems and I seriously wish that more could be done to stop them.
Some days I am sick to my stomach with grief that I'm not a mom yet. I let these emotions get the better of me at times. I like to think the best of people...but that continually keeps biting me in the ass. I'm just tired of it.
There are some of these emotional terrorists that pop up over and over again. The same sick woman, using other people's names and faces, pictures of another woman's pregnant belly, pictures of another person's child!! Sometimes she only bothers barely changing the story to seem brand new. It's only once you're in a bit too deep that the sneaking suspicions come creeping and crawling up to stick in your throat.
How many times now...? 2, 3, 4 more? At this point, too many to count.
Ah yes, this petty scammer loves me. These people have emotional problems and I seriously wish that more could be done to stop them.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Wishing for a Happily Ever After of My Own
So one of my internet friends is busy in AZ awaiting the birth of her son today. While I am overjoyed at the possibility that their adoption journey may finally have a happy ending, I can't help but feel sad that our own adoption pursuits thus far have proved unfruitful.
It's like this every time. Watching from the sidelines, some strange spectator to the world around me - ever watching everyone else craft their "happily ever afters".
*sigh*
I am trying to remain positive and hopeful. Praying that one day someone will look at us from the sidelines, with a weird cacophony of happiness and envy, as we greet our son or daughter. I keep on saying to myself one day that will be us. One day, we too will be successful.
I just wish that it were today.
Still hopeful that 2010 is our year.
It's like this every time. Watching from the sidelines, some strange spectator to the world around me - ever watching everyone else craft their "happily ever afters".
*sigh*
I am trying to remain positive and hopeful. Praying that one day someone will look at us from the sidelines, with a weird cacophony of happiness and envy, as we greet our son or daughter. I keep on saying to myself one day that will be us. One day, we too will be successful.
I just wish that it were today.
Still hopeful that 2010 is our year.
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