#9

Our caseworker, Christy, called us on Friday. Last month we were #18 on the waitlist. I was expecting that we were maybe #17, maybe #16. But she said we are #9!! Single digit. So exciting. I'm afraid that I may have scared Christy a little with my reaction. I was shocked and super excited.

For the last couple of days I have been thinking about our baby so much. How old will she be? What's her story? What's her name? What will it be like to finally hold her? Will we get to meet her birth family? Will she have tight, cute curls like Micah? Will she have a dimple? You know all that good stuff.

Her birthmother has also been on my mind. She is giving me the greatest gift a person can give. I don't know what the situation is, but regardless of what it is, I am grateful to and saddened for this woman. I can't imagine what it must feel like to give your child to another family. I am blessed to be on the receiving end of this situation. Our baby's mother will always hold a special place in my heart.

From God's Arms, to my arms, to yours

Words and music by Michael McLean

But lately I've been thinking, 'cause it's all I've had to do.

And in my heart I feel that I should give this child to you.

(Chorus)

And maybe you can tell your baby,

when you love him so, that he's been loved before;

By someone who delivered your son

From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

If you choose to tell him, and if he wants to know,

How the one who gave him life could bear to let him go;

Just tell him there were sleepless nights; I prayed and paced the floors

And knew the only peace I'd find is if this child was yours.

(Chorus)

Now I know that you don't have to do this,

But could you kiss him once for me

The first time that he ties his shoes, or falls and skins his knee?

And could you hold him twice as long when he makes his mistakes,

And tell him that he's not alone, sometimes that's all it takes.

I know how much he'll ache.

This may not be the answer for another girl like me;

But I'm not on a soapbox saying how we all should be.

I'm just trusting in my feelings and I'm trusting God above,

And I'm trusting you can give this baby

Both his mothers' love.

(Chorus)