Who says God does not have a sense of humor? Here we are, six years after our youngest daughter was born. I thought we were well on our way in the game of parenthood. The “empty nest” was almost in sight. I was done with diapers, strollers, crying in the middle of the night. I was enjoying not being woken up by feedings and cleaning up vomit. Now, after I had my garage sale to sell all of that baby stuff, I find myself back at the starting line. If I had just held on to the swing and car seat… I knew I should not have given away the stroller and crib. How come the smallest kid in the family always has the most stuff?
Don’t get me wrong, I am very excited to have a baby in the house again, but you dads understand me. NOW I HAVE TO GET ALL THAT STUFF AGAIN!!!! I am already finding myself looking for deals in the newspaper for baby stuff. It just goes to show you that God’s plans are NOT our plans.
I am so excited that I listened to God voice and am on this journey to adopt. He is already blessing us. A friend has stepped forward and given us a car seat and stroller, and they are much better then the car seat and stroller we used to have. As I sometimes find myself thinking about what I want to do, I have learned that I need to step back and remember that it is not about me. The plans are in God’s hands not mine. And I’m so glad they are.