With every milestone in the adoption process, we just seem to get to wait for the next step. I’m getting excited that we are getting closer and closer to the milestone where we get to hold our little guy and bring him home.
Right now, we are waiting to have our Embassy date confirmed so we can book our tickets. We have them on hold now and hopefully will hear something by tomorrow.
I need to hurry up and get this trip over with. The stress of packing is getting to me. My packing style is generally 1) Throw some stuff in a bag and 2) Go to Target when we get wherever we are going and pick up whatever I forgot.
I know – I should write a book with all of my great tips.
Well, I don’t think that’s going to work with this trip. I’m already waking up in the middle of the night thinking of something else I just. can’t. forget. I’m worrying about running out of diapers or food when we’re halfway home on the plane. I guess it’s better to pack too much, but I also don’t want to cart around anymore than necessary. And, I want to have room for everything we might need.
I want to enjoy this trip. I want to learn new things and see what God has to show me. I know He has something to show me. God is taking me out of my bubble. He’s taking me out of my comfort zone. Don’t get me started on how much I don’t like flying. Or, how much I do like my electricity. I’m waiting expectantly to watch God work in my life, and that’s exciting!
All that and a cute, chubby cheeked little boy waiting for us. What could be better?