Our white glove home inspection was scheduled for tomorrow. We have been frantically running around moving cleaning products from under sinks, hiding computer cords, generally de-cluttering, and stressing big time. Our yard looks great! Our kids's rooms look not so great - but I still had until 4 PM tomorrow - her scheduled appointment time.
A beautiful baby was born. (Not ours) Our social worker has to go down and do the placement. I am glad for the adoptive couple - what a wonderful day. I am sad for the birth mother - I hope that she can find peace. And I am breathing again because my home visit has been postponed until Wednesday. Yeah! 2 more days to clean. This house is going to look great (I hope!). Can I move into a beautiful, brand new house in that time? :) Jason said that we should give our social worker his parent's address - it would be magazine perfect! (He's kidding!)
It looks like the little girl that we were called about has probably been placed. Truthfully, I am OK with that. I know that Heavenly Father has a child in store for our family. I know she is precious and wonderful and will be a great blessing to our family. Knowing that, I want to make sure that we get the right baby for our family. We want Joy!
Two days ago, I was stressing (anyone noticing a pattern here) and I decided to read my patriarchal blessing. There is a line that talks about my pre-mortal life. It says that I shouted with joy. It's talking about the council in heaven and the plan of salvation being made known to us, but I felt a little warm, tingly feeling as I read it and realized that I probably did indeed shout with Joy in the heavens before this life. We probably knew each other very well. I can't wait to know her here.