Day 336

Things are still unsettled with the new agency and attorney. We decided not to sign anything until we get a little negotiating in (can't hurt, right?) There have been a few unprofessional moments, on their end, over the past week (and I mean UNPROFESSIONAL), so we were able to go in with both guns ablaz'n. After three days of no response, I sent a very pointed email to all parties involved and reminded them that even though they've started conversations with Rebekah without a signed contract (unprofessional issue #1) we have in no way committed to using their services. Ben read my email and said "God help the unfortunate soul that tries to stand between us and our son." You've got that right.

Now that I feel like we're back in the driver's seat, I've been able to take a deep breath and get back to the fun part of preparing for baby boy!

It's begining to look a lot like BABY...Everywhere you go
(in our house!)

Cousin Nya decided to share her little baby spa - as lovingly named by my BFF when she saw all its bells and whistles- with her new soon-to-be cousin! I love its presence in our living room and can't wait to see baby boy swinging/rocking/vibrating/lulling to sleep in it! Thanks, Nya!

I did a little shopping with my sisters this weekend and stumbled upon a Children's Place Palace...and I DO mean palace. I have never seen anything so grandiose in all my life...okay, well grandiose in terms of shopping! I later learned that it's a Children's Place Megastore and only 10 exist in the country. Thank you, Jesus, there's one within driving distance from our house! Check out all this loot:


Cute stuff, right? It's even cuter when you know the price. All three hats were $ .99, the sweatshirts were $2.99...and everything else? $1.99!!!!!!! You better believe I'll be making four trips a year! (This was their end of season sale)

A sale may seem trivial...but God has a great habit of making my heart smile, just when I need it most. After another full day of not hearing from our new attorney and agency, I was frustrated to the max. Until I came home to this...

My sweet, sweet bloggy friend, Dori, sent me a box bursting with baby boy clothes! And they're the cutest little clothes you've ever seen. Look at how sweet...

And boy, oh boy, THE SHOES! I've been going ga-ga for shoes, lately, I just can't get enough. They are SO stinking cute!

I literally cried as I unpacked the box. It wasn't just the thoughtfulness...it was the hope my friend brought me, today...knowing that her sweet miracle son wore the same overalls, the same onesies...the same shoes...only a few months ago.

Our miracle is coming...And Ben's right. Nothing can stand in the way of us bringing our son home. Hope lives on.