We prayed.

We felt confident in the crazy feeling that we should say yes, even if it pushes us (okay me) out of our comfort zone. (I’m talking WAY out of my comfort zone as I’d been preparing my heart for a babe who was 0-2 )

We said yes, and then waited.

For 48 hours we waited, we prayed, and we waited until we finally got the all-clear that the little man would be coming to stay with us for as long as he needed to.

We rushed around like crazy, throwing things in our cart, switching a room that was set up more like a nursery to a kid’s room, cleaning, doing errands, grabbing more toys, getting stuff squared away with work, and reading all of your kind words you left on the photo I posted yesterday.

Until just last night we had been preparing to have a crazy morning today since the beginning of the week…a crazy Friday, heck a crazy weekend & beyond.

But then we got an unexpected phone call telling us that the situation had changed and this particular little man would not actually be coming to stay with us.

The house feels eerily quiet this morning, but full of peace. Peace as we know this kiddo’s situation has panned out for what is best for HIM. Peace as we know this journey hasn’t been and will never be about us, and that God’s plans are perfect plans. (Even if it leaves some emotional whiplash  )

We are so grateful for your love, support and prayers. We cannot wait for that next whirlwind of a week, well hopefully longer than a week  , to come on through.