An answer to prayers. Many, many prayers

As many of you know Allen and I have been anxiously awaiting God to answer the cries of our heart to have more children. 

We've waited, waited, received phone calls about babies and for one reason or another those offers/opportunities didn't work out.  So we have continued to wait and pray.

And cry, and have emotional breakdowns and fall apart in the baby aisle at every store, and cry, and cry, and cry, have nervous breakdowns when encountering a baby, cry, cry, heartbreak, cry, and cry...o wait that was me.  Allen has been able to hold himself together better then me.  Basically the "waiting" process has been HORRIBLE! 

We knew that God had babies out there for us, but we wanted them in our time.  BTW "our" time was like 2 years ago. 

Ethan has always said "mamma Jesus will give us 2 baby brothers" or "We're gonna have 2 baby brothers one day".  This has gone on for about a year now, and each time he would say it we would respond with "well we hope so" or "we need to really pray for that".  Then I would find a corner to cry in...I fall apart easily can you tell?

Yesterday morning Ethan came into my room and woke me up, which is very odd because I am ALWAYS up before him he is NOT a morning person.  My baby boy loves his sleep...as does his mamma.  He woke me up and pointed to the room that would "someday" be a nursery and said
"Mamma we need to get that room ready, our baby brothers are coming". 

I was still reeling from waking up and the heartbreak of telling my precious son that would probably not be happening.  I got up and we went about our daily routine. 

At 1:30 yesterday afternoon I received a phone call.  It was our foster agency wanting to know if we were interested in 2 little boys.  A baby, and a small toddler.  We will be getting our 2 "baby brothers" today at 2:30.  Ethans baby brother are in fact coming very soon. 

As I type this blog out there is so much I want to share with you, but I'm afraid there arn't words to express what is reeling through my brain and heart. 

• I am thankful that Ethan kept the faith when I did not
• I am thankful that God didn't give up on my dreams when I did
• I am thankful that we are providing a home for "2 baby brothers"
• I am thankful for friends and family who have helped sustain me through these months and years of brokeness.
• I am thankful for a God who loves me and hears me, when I don't stop my whining to listen to Him. 
• I am thankful for a husband who is just as overjoyed as I am to welcome 2 "baby brothers" into our home
• I am thankful that God kept us from all the babies we ALMOST receieved, because His plan was for us to have these "baby brothers'. 

Thank you Jesus for hearing the cries of my heart.  Thank you for having a plan and a purpose, and for making my dreams come true.  Thank you for your faithfulness despite my attitudes, unbelief, and skeptical feelings.