The Hardest Hurdle

As the day's and week's creep by the more insanely impatient my mind becomes. Every day, my social media feed is inundated with pictures of my new mommy friends, their adorable pictures of their newborns, or the heartwarming moments of families united through adoption. And all though these images are beautiful and fill my heart with so much joy,but then there is that small voice in the back of my head that weeps a little wondering when we will be united, how that will occur and obviously that yearning of knowing when this all will take place.

Though many may say, at least you know the day is coming, why can't you be content with that? I do not know how to answer that. I feel like a piece of my soul is missing and though I am blessed beyond measure with my beautiful family I am still waiting for completion.

Still it is important to manage this feeling, keep it calm, and understand that the day is coming. That our little one will be in our arms soon enough, and like it was with Liam, we will never look back. Luckily, this being our second adoption we do get the reassurance from hindsight; we know the road is long and incredibly discouraging at times, but when you hold your baby for the first time you realize that resounding, Oh, that's why we waited, my child was worth it.

Staying strong and remembering that through prayer patience can be obtained.