So adoption has been on my mind lately. It is after all national adoption month. I haven't had anything thought provoking to say to add to the dialouge going on. What I do have to add is that what if I hadn't? When Peter and I first began to discuss adoption we had lots of fear. Mostly fear of the unknown. Fear of paperwork, social workers, where would the money come from and on and on. There was something inside me that kept calling even in the very beginning of my winding road through infertility there was a voice that kept calling me back here.
So today I am so thankful for that voice that kept nagging me.....
The result of overcoming the fears and growing as a couple....
Have brought me 3.5 years of joy, pleasure, happiness and a daughter all our very own....
A daughter who wakes up from her nap in a pink frilly dress which she was not wearing pre nap

And plays with pure exuberance with her Thomas trains.

Mussed up hair, pink frilly dress, and Thomas trains = my own little piece of perfection.

This just might ruin my attempt at being a meaningful adoption post but I seriously love this goof ball. He is my heart, my partner in crime, and he makes me laugh more often than not. And I'm going on a date with him tomorrow. Hopefully he saves this move for our home only:)
