Today we got our shots to go to Ethiopia. We are all ready to go to the Motherland. My arm is sore but it is well worth it. I thought waiting without the picture of the baby was torture. Now, it is a different torture. Can you tell I am just a liiiittle anxious. I keep thinking about... does he share a bed with another little boy, what is he doing , all kind of crazy thoughts. To top off all of the crazy thoughts, we had to get fingerprinted again!!! I am so ready for this paper pregnancy to end. It is like when you are in your last trimester and you are so uncomfortable you could scream. But when I look at his little face in the picture, I say to myself, he is almost home.
I am a wife and a mother of three beautiful children and two dogs, all with unique personalities. I love being a mother. In the beginning, I suffered from Postpartum Depression. My hope is that my blog will encourage mothers or women who suffer from depression. You are not alone. There is HOPE. I want to share my journey and I invite you to walk with me. We will rise and shine.