Caught up

I have just spent about 30 min getting sucked in to blogs with families who have adopted. Some across oceans and some through foster care. It is sometimes so great to read about peoples lives and seeing they are not any different than our family. One of the mom's talked about not being able to stay on top of laundry and dishes...is she writing about my life. Another wrote a post about the idea of buying the "big van"...you know the one that seats like 12. She was so excited about the possibility of her kids not fighting as they climb over each other in her mini van. I had to laugh at that one because even in a suburban we get the "Hey, he got in before me...that's not fair!" or "I beat YOU getting buckled...hahah!" or "Do I really have to lift the seat to let the little ones out?". Ahhhhhh, yup, that's my life in a nut shell.

I find so much comfort reading about people who have made similar choices to ours and how we are seems to struggle with the same day in , day out stuff. But these moms, these woman, also provide me with wisdom for those 'future' conversations that are bound to come some day. Like, "why is my skin dark?", "How come I don't look like you?", and  "Why did my tummy mommy use drugs instead of taking care of me?". We have been fortunate, if you want to think of it that way, to not be bombarded with these types of questions yet, but they ARE going to come. And I pray...HARD...that I have the answers that God wants me to give, but that will also help them each understand more the love God had for them to rescue each of them.

But for now, I find this adorable girlie, playing in the window next to my laptop while I was reading those blogs and had to capture her smile. She is all 2 that is for sure, and makes me want to pull my hair out some days, but she is also so sweet and goofy and I love that part too.

What a gift she is...