Trusting in His time…

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a mommy.

Some of my childhood baby dolls still reside at my parents’ home where they are now lovingly cared for by my nieces when they visit.

I remember washing their hair, combing out the tangles carefully so it wouldn’t hurt, picking out the perfect outfit and putting them to bed when they got too sleepy.

I started babysitting when I was 11 years old. I remember bringing along my “babysitting care kit” full of games and fun activities.

I put together a preschool summer camp when I was 14 and invited all the families I knew with small children.

I majored in Family Science in college to give me a solid base in raising a strong family.

After graduation I started teaching high school and now had the opportunity to work with teenagers, which, as you know, is a completely different ball game.

I learned that I love working with teenagers and truly valued the moments when they would come to talk with me after school, just because.

I wanted to be married. I wanted to start a family. But all the while, I felt my Heavenly Father calming my soul… asking me to be patient.

I trusted Him.

Having my summers off, I had the chance to travel every summer for 9 years, including my experiences to Africa.

I met Patrick and knew he was my perfect match. We got married one week before I turned 33 years old. He was totally worth the wait!

We both were equally excited to start a family. But nothing happened.

We called doctors for an appointment and were told that they would not see us until we had been trying for a year.

On our first anniversary we set an appointment and received “ALL” the information we would need to know. Nothing worked.

We visited a few more doctors who tried multiple tests, still nothing.

We are approaching our 2nd Anniversary.

We are now eligible to apply for adoption through the agency we would like to use. Next week we have an appointment with this adoption agency.

I thought I might feel defeated, but I don’t.

I thought I might feel forgotten, but I don’t.

I thought I might feel betrayed, but I don’t.

Heavenly Father has a plan for us. He, who controls the cosmos, has a plan for me and my husband and our little family.

I would be lying if I told you I have not shed a tear. Several have fallen. But there is a deep inner peace that tells me everything will be ok.

I am thankful for all the opportunities in my life…

And we will trust in His time…