Paint goes up!

We finally painted the someday nursery!   Covering the dark green walls was a bit of a challenge, but we used some great paint and did two coats.   The walls are now a nice grey color.  



I don't try to look pretty while I paint, obviously....




yes, he painted shirtless.   Letting it all hang out on the blog :-)

 We also made a last minute decision to leave the closet doors off of the closet (they haven't been on in that room since the house was bought) and paint the inside of the closet a fun color.   Here it is!  With the tape still up...

I can't wait to get everything in and set up.   That way, hopefully it will scream - Baby, we are ready!

We did send a HUGE pack of required info and profiles to another agency yesterday.    Let's hope that we get a call very soon!

Another Year

It's hard to believe it's only been two years since we stood in my parents backyard, in front of our closest family and friends, and said our vows to each other. 

I feel like I've known Brandon forever - he was meant to be part of my life and I was meant to be in his.
There's no one else I'd rather be with... no one else I'd rather go through this journey with.

Changing our approach

I've been feeling a little lost.  Oh wait? Is that something new?

This road of adoption is unlike any other that I've taken.  When I tried to have a baby the "old fashioned way", I still felt like I had control.  I could take the right vitamins, I could time things correctly, I could take my temperature.    With adoption, what control do we have?   With the homestudy, we were DOING something.  When I created our profile, I had some control.  But during the waiting process, it feels a little like you just need to leave things to chance.  Not a good feeling for someone like me...

And for some reason, at this point of time, I feel a sense of urgency.  It's like - ok, universe, we should have had our match by now.  We're ready!!   Maybe it's the fact that Mother's Day is this weekend and there is this hole in my heart.  Being a step-mother on this day is difficult, being a waiting adoptive mom this weekend is difficult, and I just want God and the Universe to hear me.

So, I've done more research and had more talks with friends who have gone through the process of adopting an infant.   I have talked with a couple of professionals in the adoption industry and at this moment in time, it looks like we are going to move forward with a consultant.   They will hold our hand through the rest of the process and will connect us with multiple agencies to send our information to.   The hope is that we will match quickly and our baby will be with us soon.

It's scary to take another step, to pay more money, and to keep hoping.  But what other choice is there?   I know in my heart that I'm meant to be a mother and that our baby is out there.  We just have to find him or her.

And thank you to my dear friend, who I haven't met in person, but who knows this road (stepmom and adoption).   
She wrote to me:

Please hear me when I say this: YOU ARE A MOTHER IN EVERY WAY THAT COUNTS. I mean it. You may not get recognition from many people for it, but you love your stepsons and you mother them daily. That counts.
It does.

So to all my friends who may not be mothers biologically, whether they mother their spouse's children or they mother foster children, or they are mothers through the miracle of adoption: Happy Mother's Day.
And for all of us that are still waiting to become mothers - let's believe that this is our last Mother's Day with that hole in our heart.