Mommy Moments

I have always wondered what it would be like when you feel like a mom for the first time. Is that the first time you feel your child kick, first time you hold them? This is a thought that I have been contemplating, but I have begun to believe, at least for myself, I already have had a few mommy moments.

Yes, I have been dreaming about the first time that I hold my little one. I think about the day that we will be in China, and she will come into the room. The first time we would lay physical eyes on us. What our thoughts would be and what hers would be. That is a definite moment. But I have found I have been given the opportunity to be a Mommy beforehand and go to bat for my child. I have actually found that the Momma Bear inside (A not always good side) comes out when it comes to this adoption and a human mind set getting in the wayJ

The home study went well. Our social worker (I love and miss our visits already) was awesome! We had some great discussion, she gave us good food for thought, and the house was ready and so on. So, now we are waiting for the report to come back and then we can move on to the next step, immigration.

During the home study, there were several tasks that we had to complete. Both of us had to have physicals, drug tests and we had to gather a bunch of references. We also had to have our septic tank inspected, Elmo updated on his shots, and fill out an entire tree worth of paperJ. There were also a few sets of finger prints that we had to get done. One was at the Sherriff’s office and one was at a UPS store. (Odd I know) Both times we went in and something was wrong. Either the web site was wrong and the times had not been updated or the machines were broken down. But both times when these folks told us NO, the momma bear in me was rising up. Wanting to scream “You are delaying my meeting my daughter. Because of you, she is waiting in the orphanage another day!” Probably not the most appropriate for the Sherriff’s office to say the least and thankfully I held my tongue. But it was the first time I felt the instinct to protect my young.

I have had to constantly sit with the Lord and be reminded that he is currently taking care of her. HE is making sure she has what she needs until the time comes when HE will unite us. Ahh that glorious day….

Michael and I are headed tomorrow to China. We are going to serve alongside some great folks and do some awesome things while being over there. We will be gone for almost two weeks. This will be Michael’s first time out of the country (I am sure we will have some stories to share) and the thoughts that I have had as we prepare, is I am going to be in a country where my baby is and I cannot get to her.  That will still have so much to do to bring her home and now is not the time. Time, something that I am wrestling with. Time of waiting, time of filling out paperwork, time of needing to get others involved, time, time, time. But what else is going on in that time is even far greater than anything mentioned above. Our hearts are being knit together stich by stich until the final stich is done and we are together.

Please be praying for us during this time. I will try to post, but not too sure if we will be able to.

Love,

Jennifer