Flip Flops

Not the kind you wear on your feet...although I am *totally* ready to bust those suckers out!

No, these flip flops are the kind you get in your tummy when something major is on your radar. The kind that have to remind you to breathe.

Our fingerprints came back clear (not the piece-of-cake you think it might be) and we just scheduled our Home Study with our social worker!

Breathe.

I have a little bit of peace knowing we're off to a good start, mostly because the cleaning ladies just left our house. I know our home doesn't have to be spotless. There won't be a White Glove Inspection. She won't blacklist us from ever adopting because of those scuff marks on the wall. So I really should relax and just...

Breathe.

But how can I?!??! We are slowly inching closer and closer to a dream that started over two years ago. And - truth be told - it started much earlier than that. We've been aching for a baby since the day we knew we were losing Kate. And now it seems like it's finally going to happen.

Breathe.


So will you please keep this Home Study in your prayers now through March 27th? Pray for peace in the midst of nerves and chaos? And most of all, please pray for our baby girl and our birth parents. Pray for LIFE, health, and - again - peace.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go BREATHE!

SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!!