We have been chosen!

Picture those little aliens on Toy story being picked up by the claw...

We have been CHOSEN!

(I am totally getting one of THESE Onsies for the baby- as a gift from Paul who is obsessed with the Toy story aliens).

It's been three years since we were inspired to adopt, and our time has come. The right time. The right baby. The right place.

The young woman who is carrying our baby is so beautiful. She is also smart, sensible, and amazingly pulled together for what she is going through. I would say, much more pulled together than I would be! I am amazed at her strength. We LOVE and ADORE her!

Meeting a potential birth mom felt like the craziest thing I have ever done in my life. There was no way to prepare for it, really. Although we were so nervous and we said really dorky things, we connected and I can't even describe the connection. It all just felt right and we knew.

And, when she told us, I just bawled.

We told Paul that he is going to have a little brother in October. We told him that the baby is coming to our family, but growing in someone else's tummy. He thought that it was the most normal thing, ever! I love it. Ironically, we had a few of Tom's cousins staying with us over the weekend, and one of the families had a tiny baby, so we had time to reassure ourselves that Paul does, in fact, peacefully and happily co-exist with newborns for extended periods of time.

I could write a thousand pages about what is going on in our heads, but this announcement will have to do, at least out in the public forum. Thank you for all of your prayers, and please continue to pray for health and strength and many many blessings for the sweet girl who is willing to go through this experience for us.