[poullafouca]

Why, oh, why, For the past, I don't know how long I have been having this conversation with God in my head, it goes like this,
"Please God, please, if we are going to be able to adopt a second time, please, please make it soon."

I am home, sick in bed today, with an overwhelming workload looming. I was making a ginger tea in the kitchen this morning and once again, I had that conversation with God.

My DH and I arent spring chickens, and we want to offer our best to our son, whom we adopted from birth in Jan 2005, we really want a sibling for him, a little girl, mixed race..
So, after all those prayerys, our adoption lawyer called, he wanted to know were we interested in twin baby girls, mixed race, born last night.

DH and I talked, and we talked, and we can't do it. I have to work, DH has to work, and he works very long hours. We considered it, we'd have to have a live-in helper, obviously I'd have to take a few months off, we aren't really ready for that.

We had to say no. It was hard. I know that the little girls will be okay, I just wish that we could have said yes, that we had the kind of life that I could get on a plane today and bring home twin girls.

ay ay ay

Poulla