False Alarm
Hmmm, with a title like that, this should be interesting!
I got a phone call from Heather Thursday that could have turned our world upside down. In fact, for about 24 hours, it did. She'd taken a pregnancy test and it was positive. It had to be divine intervention, because we weren't trying to get pregnant. I caught the next flight home and she went to the doctor the next day.
It wasn't meant to be. But it made us both have wild thoughts regarding parenting, finances, and the adoption of Isabella. If we were pregnant, we'd have to delay the adoption, and that disappointed us as much as we were excited at the prospect of another baby of our own. But when we found out we weren't, the disappointment and excitement flip-flopped.
We have to simply believe that God is shoring up our hearts for Isabella. The thought of not getting her hurt--and we don't even know if she's been born yet! So despite the weary stomachs from the roller coaster, we're more dedicated than ever.
And in the midst of all this, we had doctor's visits for the adoption paperwork, our (hopefully) final home study visit (hope to get the draft this week, pending ABI fingerprints), and left for Birmingham to do our FBI fingerprints. That was all Friday! Saturday we did the fingerprints and it took only an hour (thank goodness they have Saturday hours) and then met up with Heather's brother Mike at the mall.
All in all, it was a rather exhausting weekend.
James
I got a phone call from Heather Thursday that could have turned our world upside down. In fact, for about 24 hours, it did. She'd taken a pregnancy test and it was positive. It had to be divine intervention, because we weren't trying to get pregnant. I caught the next flight home and she went to the doctor the next day.
It wasn't meant to be. But it made us both have wild thoughts regarding parenting, finances, and the adoption of Isabella. If we were pregnant, we'd have to delay the adoption, and that disappointed us as much as we were excited at the prospect of another baby of our own. But when we found out we weren't, the disappointment and excitement flip-flopped.
We have to simply believe that God is shoring up our hearts for Isabella. The thought of not getting her hurt--and we don't even know if she's been born yet! So despite the weary stomachs from the roller coaster, we're more dedicated than ever.
And in the midst of all this, we had doctor's visits for the adoption paperwork, our (hopefully) final home study visit (hope to get the draft this week, pending ABI fingerprints), and left for Birmingham to do our FBI fingerprints. That was all Friday! Saturday we did the fingerprints and it took only an hour (thank goodness they have Saturday hours) and then met up with Heather's brother Mike at the mall.
All in all, it was a rather exhausting weekend.
James
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