Every single time I really stop and look into my daughters eyes I truly feel weak at the knees.. My heart races, she is SO beautiful so perfect and such a gift. When I sing to her it’s more than just singing to her, it is this amazing mystery about adoption that is almost impossible to put into words. I am singing to my baby and I LOVE it with all of my heart, but it goes even beyond that. It is like I am singing to her not only for her, and I and our bond but also for her birthmom.
I look into her eyes and I know the depth of trust that has been placed into my hands. I am not perfect but I want to strive to be the BEST mommy. Not only because motherhood is so terribly important, but ALSO because now someone else thought me worthy of it and entrusted it to me, because there is a woman out there who daily faces grief and joy at the knowledge that her daughter/our daughter is in our care.
I want to be the mommy she was looking for for this baby and I want to be pleasing to the Lord in the journey!
Adoption is amazing