The Many Faces of Celia

**Disclaimer- My children really do wear clothes.  For some reason, it seems like we begin the bedtime ritual and out comes the camera.

The girl is crazy and I am afraid!!:)  She is full of sweetness and love and snuggles....then she gets excited about something and the crazies come out!!

Still looking sweet and innocent....just wait.....

Here it comes!!  And it cracks me up even more because of the random tooth eruption in her little mouth.

She was full of silly tonight watching the first fire of the season (yes, Mom, he started a fire tonight:).  Then, when she saw the camera, she went over the edge.

What do you do with a baby who has lots of hair?!!  She had been rolling on the floor and sat up looking like this.  And no, she is not crying but saying her signature "tickle, tickle".  She looks as if she is in pain!:)

Stay tuned....more to come about baby girl!!

In Him,

E

She is here....

....and we are simply in LOVE!!!!!!

In Him,

E

Psalm 113

Psalm 113

¹ Praise the Lord.^[a]

Praise the Lord, you his servants;
    praise the name of the Lord.
² Let the name of the Lord be praised,
    both now and forevermore.
³ From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets,
    the name of the Lord is to be praised.

⁴ The Lord is exalted over all the nations,
    his glory above the heavens.
⁵ Who is like the Lord our God,
    the One who sits enthroned on high,
⁶ who stoops down to look
    on the heavens and the earth?

⁷ He raises the poor from the dust
    and lifts the needy from the ash heap;
⁸ he seats them with princes,
    with the princes of his people.
⁹ He settles the childless woman in her home
    as a happy mother of children.

Praise the Lord.

This time....

.....it's different.  

The first time we didn't know what to expect.  I didn't know what or what not to say.  I was giddy with excitement just thinking about meeting our little guy.  A boy.  I had never had one of those.:)

The second time we were called, we quickly prayed and hopped in the car.  We had about a blink to gather our thoughts.  Truly.  Celia was born on Tuesday, we learned about her on Thursday afternoon and met her on Friday.  We scrambled to complete paperwork and buy baby girl things.

Celia and Charlie were both newborns when we met them. We met them in the hospital and took custody at discharge.  But this time....it's different.

We met both Celia and Charlie's birth moms.  They are strong women.  Each of them asked us to love and cherish their birth children.  But this time.....it's different.

I have cried more tears over the past couple of weeks than I knew my eyes could produce.  Our family has been showered with prayers and love and support.  And we are so unworthy.  Yet I have never felt His hands carrying us like I have during this adoption.  

This is hard, and I feel guilty even saying that.  It is not about us at all.  

Right now, we sit in a hotel in New York City knowing that tomorrow we will once again walk into an unfamiliar room....nervous and giddy and unsure.  I think my eyes will immediately be fixed upon a perfect little treasure.  But this time.....it's different.

I BEG you to pray!  Tomorrow we will meet two people who, in exchange for blessing us with our newest, beautiful daughter, will leave forever changed.  And broken hearted.  PLEASE, pray for them. Pray that they may feel the love, peace and comfort that only our Heavenly Father can bring.  PLEASE.  

We cannot wait to share our joy with all of you but please put that aside for a while and lift up this precious family.  My heart is breaking along with them....and my eyes, once again, are red with tears.

In Him,

E