Still Waiting

We are headed back to Florida this coming Sunday. May 3rd is the day the judge decides between our family and the aunt ( in law once removed). I am hoping that he chooses us but not expecting it. The grandmother of the babies half sibling tells me I need to speak it. That there is power in the word and that I need to claim that I am that babies mother. What I believe is that I trust in Gods hand on my life and the life of that baby. I am asking him to have his way in this and that he help me be happy even if his way doesn't match my desire to be her mom. I am ready for this to be over. We are becoming licensed for foster/adoption here in the state of Texas. It is very different from my experience in Florida. Not sure if it's a good thing or a bad one. I've said a million times that I will never foster again. I guess when it comes down to it this is my ministry. It's what God has placed in my heart to do and though it is not always fun, it is always rewarding to feel like I am doing what I've been called to do. I am going to try not to complain so much while I'm doing it this time. The children are not the problem, it's the system that causes most of the complaining.

Better Than Winning the Lottery

I received a text yesterday from the GAL in Florida about our baby girl. He said that he would be recommending to the judge that our family be the ones to adopt her. We have to wait until April 11 before we know the final decision. I am praying we get to be her forever family. I have missed her so much. She just turned a year old on March 27. Needless to say we will have a huge birthday bash for her. I have already bought her outfit months ago in hopes we would be with her. I have all of her Christmas presents still rapped and ready for her. This has been hard on my family and we have spent a ton of money going back and forth from Texas to Florida but it will be worth it all if she gets to come home. This is going to make the aunt, ( not blood related, only by marriage and they are getting a divorce) is not going to be a happy girl. But she didn't show up until the last minute and her home situation is not stable. I love, love, love that baby.