Sometimes, I think I'm CRAZY

Well Gavin and I just got back from out little weekend getaway.  What a blessing it was to our marriage! When we decided to adopt, we knew that we would not be taking any vacations because all of our extra money is going into the adoption.  God blessed us with a FREE night at a beautiful resort in Phoenix.  We spent my birthday weekend down there sitting in the son, playing in the pool, and eating great food.

Dropping Irelyn off at my sisters house.

Our view!

Not too shabby for Rachel

Ready for a night out.(my camera software is having some issues)

This is a little grass Island we found on the property.  It was in the middle of a big river.  So romantic!

We ate at Melting Pot...in a private room...with roses.  My hubby knows how to do it up right!

 When we got back, we had $225 worth of new donations hanging out in our bank account.  What an awesome surprise!  The money just keeps trickling in.

Okay so here is the part where I think I am a little crazy.  While we were sitting poolside in Phoenix, I starting thinking about what it would be like to have three kids under two years old.  How would I cuddle all of them? How would I give them all baths and put them to bed at night?  I can not possibly rock three babies to sleep at the same time.  How would I give them all the right amount of attention?  Especially when two of them will need a lot of attention in order to bond correctly.  How will I take them all to the grocery store?  Should I get a double stroller and put one in the ergo carrier, or should we get a triple stroller?  How am I going to feed them if they are all hungry at once?  How am I going to afford to buy three of everything?

My mind can really get going and sometimes I think to myself, who does this?  I must be crazy!  Then I imagine their sweet little faces and tiny little hands.  I think about the fact that they have no mommy or daddy.  I remind myself that people have triplets all the time and they survive.

I am not stupid and I this is going to be very hard.  Sometimes when I tell people are plans they tell me that we should really just adopt one.  They way that child can feel loved and have time with us by itself before bringing for babies into the mix.  What I and everyone else needs to remember is that this IS what God told us to do.  We have prayed, and prayed and prayed.  It is not common for an adoption agency to make such strict parameters about the ages of the children.  We prayed like crazy while the adoption agency was making this decision and this IS what God decided to do with it.

In the end, it does not matter how crazy we seem.  We are being crazy to glorify God and to love two of his most precious children.  I can not imagine a more perfect gift than children.