Holding Hope

It seems like a lifetime ago, but it has only been one month since we received our referral and met our Finley Grace.

During the long 28 months of waiting for a referral, I would find myself blocking out any thought of our baby and definitely did not plan, for fear that we did not have a baby out there.

There seemed to be too much on the line and the thought of being disappointed overwhelmed me.

Until, one day when Steve and I decided that we could no longer live in fear, but we had to choose hope.

We dusted off the crib, putting it together this time as thirty somethings instead of the young twenty somethings we were when we first pieced the crib together.

And, I decided, that although we did not know if we were going to have a boy or a girl our baby needed a name.

I gathered some supplies {Cricut, scrapbook paper, glue stick, grey card stock and a frame} and cut out each name that we were considering for the newest member of our family.  After each name was cut they came to life as I glued them onto the card stock.

 

From that time forward, each time we walked into our baby's room we could imagine a handsome little Shepherd, an adorable boy Graham, a sweet little Finley or a precious Emerson, and our fear slowly moved to hope.  

And, hope gave way to a heart that was ready for the day that we could name our child for the final time.

And what an amazing day that was!  It was the day that we proclaimed that we would do it all over again, and Finley Grace was worth every bit of the wait.

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