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Saying Yes

This still counts as later this week, right?

Finally getting a chance to sit down and get out my thoughts about the last few weeks.
We've had our precious little for 3 weeks now and we are all adjusting fairly well. We got our newest itty bitty just last night, straight from the hospital!

Wow. Almost 2 years of infertility and now within 3 weeks we have two babies!! And I didn't have to go through the discomfort of pregnancy or pain of labor! Yes, it also means that there is a good possibility that I'll have to give both of them back to their biological families and once again be left with an empty crib, but for now I will enjoy these babies.

Our little is still struggling to get in a rhythm with her naps, but is doing so much better eating than when we first got her. She takes food from the spoon like a champ and is now working on straw drinking! This girl requires a dark room with music or silence to sleep, so we are starting to understand why she won't sleep at daycare; she wants to make sure she doesn't miss anything. However, after a few nights of waking up twice to eat she seems to be back to sleeping through the night (*crosses fingers and prays that the sleeping continues!*).

The newest itty bitty is just precious. I'm smitten. Everything is so tiny. She's just perfect. Having her means even less sleep for me, but her little face is totally worth waking up for. Every single time.

I still pray continuously that we are able to have our own children, but I am becoming increasingly content with our current path. God has definitely been working in me the last two years to get me where I am today, and I praise Him daily for that.

Praying for these biological families.
Praying for our ability to care for these littles.
Praying for the ability to function on less sleep without being grouchy.
God is good, all the time.



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