After we got home from Florida, we decided it was time to "prepare" the household. So we've started to talk to the kids about adopting and even asking Violet if she wanted some more babies. Corbin is always up for BAY-BEES.
We have also been working on how to stream line things (this is slow going...we seem to be "do-ers" so we run a lot...like, going for drives in the country with the kids instead of staying home and organizing the house on the weekends) and figure out how to better accommodate MORE children. Addressing things from such a broad range as: how can we better utilize this space? to how can we respond differently when our kids irritate us?
The whole time, though, we've been pretty peaceful with not being sure *when* the Lord will ask us to begin the process. Then came October 27th. I was talking to a girl from my Childbirth & Beyond class about her induction that was scheduled for the following day and over the course of the conversation, we decided I would try to be with her. It just so happened that my car was actually running (it has been broken down more than it's been running since we've owned it) so I was buzzing with excitement, throwing a bag together. What an honor to be acting as doula as another life is brought into the world!
In my hurry, I saw a woman from Lolaland Creations post that she was hosting a giveaway that would end in 20 minutes. She was doing a "last call" for people to enter. I love her stuff, so I went to the blog to see what the prize was...a knitted pumpkin hat in newborn size. I started to navigate away from the page, because I don't have a newborn to put a hat on, but something in me just wouldn't let me leave the page. I stared and it and stared at it and it just seemed like I *needed* to enter that drawing. So I shot up a little flare prayer to God and said, "If you intend us to start this process...if you have a head for us to put that hat on, let me win this drawing." I didn't expect to win it, but....
I did. When Allan came home from working, I showed him the hat and told him the story and he was just kinda flabbergasted. We were both excited to start the process, but weren't sure what to do. We have had serious hearts for Living Alternatives here in Texas, since it was pointed out to us a few months ago, so I looked at their site. I was in a rush the rest of that evening, but I found out about a banquet coming up to benefit the ministry. I told Allan of my desire to go and lamented that it cost too much and was too soon to find a sitter. We let it go for the evening.
The next day is a post for tomorrow, as it is Miracle #6 :)
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