Have you ever wanted something so much that you ached?
I have.
I do.
Everytime I see a women with child, a little part of me aches inside.
I have wanted a baby for so long.
When Maribel came, she was our miracle. There were so many things that could have stopped us from adopting her into our family but Heavenly Father had other plans for her and for us. She was meant for us and we know it. She's ours. I even nursed her with an SNS (Supplemental Nursing System). But even after all of that there is still a small part that ached for the experience of being pregnant longer then a few weeks.
I have learned over the years that it isn't always our time that is best for us, but that it's the Lord's time. Man I wish those were the same sometimes.
But I've had an experience, a confirmation that I will have my chance but not before we open our hearts and home once more to another sweet soul in need.
He's coming.
We've been told.
We just don't know when or how, but he's coming.
Our boy.
Our Morgan.
So for now I take joy in the joy of others and I share their excitement of the first kick and yes, I will take the blame for those uncontrolable left cheek sneaks that creap out threatening to wipe out every living thing within a league. Because when it's my turn, I can only hope that someone would be willing to do the same for me.
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