READY. Ready, ready, reeeeady...
That's the state of this Mama.
Room = visualized. Lots of stuff missing, (like cribs), but whatever. The room concept is there, and all it really needs is to be filled with two Mighty Men. It's ready.
Heart = swollen. Perhaps slightly past capacity. Ready to love more. (Already loving more the things two Mighty Men are surely doing. Things that today remain unseen.) Ready to hurt more, because that comes with the territory. To empathize, to anticipate, to rejoice more. Ready.
Life = waiting. The routines of this Mommy and Daddy are going to shift, maybe even flip upside down, to accommodate two Mighty Men. We welcome the change so much we're almost just holding... Ready and waiting.
OHHHHH Lord, please move things in the embassy. Please, please give us the call that tells us to come get our boys. Please keep them healthy and happy until we come for them. This Mama is ready.
Amy, thanks so much for pouring out your heart and sharing your story. I can't imagine how difficult it must be for you to wait for that call. I can't wait to see how the Lord satisfies the desires of your heart and brings your boys home!
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