Today I am feeling very humble and grateful for the family that God has given me. For my parents who spent so much time teaching me and loving me and giving me opportunities to grown and learn. I am grateful for my husband and his never failing sense of humor that keeps me laughing when I need it most and for my sweet little Izak who makes me feel like the luckiest mom in the world. I'm thankful for those dimples that melt my heart and his sweet, thoughtful little self.
I know that there is another child meant to be part of our family and while I long to find him/her, today I am just enjoying the here and now and all that I have to be thankful for.

So here we are... wishing, and hoping, and waiting, and praying for our next little angel to come. It's been six years since our little Izak was born. I can still remember his amazingly tiny, perfect little fingers and toes. I remember holding his tiny body in my arms and how content we were to just stare at each other. Before him, I had no idea I could love someone this much. I had no idea how this little person would change my life.

I always knew I wanted children... oodles of them in fact. But until I became a mother, I had no idea how truly amazing life could be. Don't get me wrong, it's not all bliss and butterflies, we have temper tantrums and melt downs just like everyone else, but it's those moments when the world gets quiet and I can see in his eyes a new understanding, or new curiosity and I am reminded just how fragile and precious life is and how lucky I am to be his mother.

After years of failed fertility treatments our Doctors reached the conclusion that our chance of conceiving more children biologically are slim to none. While it's been hard to swallow the notion that I may never bear a child again, I feel so incredibly blessed to have Izak that asking for more seems borderline ungrateful when some families have no children at all. Yet here we are, prayer after prayer, day after day, asking God for the rest of our family to join us. We just know in our hearts that our family is not complete. 

Today we are looking for another miracle.

I have no doubt that God has a plan for us and that somewhere, somehow, there is a child that's meant to be part of our family and a beautiful birth mother meant to be part of our lives through adoption.

We are not a perfect parents, that I know. But I promise you that we will love, cherish, nurture and defend our children to no end.