Last week my friend Lorie* told me about her friend Cindy* and how her daughter Janet* was having another baby. Janet is 5 months along. Cindy said that she couldn't possibly take care of another baby. She is already taking care of 4 other children. She is thinking about having her daughter adopt this one out. This one is supposed to be a boy. Lorie said he would most likely have blond hair and blue eyes. She said that the other children this lady has are beautiful. She said that she told Cindy about us and how we would so love to have children. I was so happy I jumped up and down at the thought that maybe we would be able to get a little baby to raise and love. I told Nathaniel and he was like we'll see. He doesn't like to get excited about stuff unless he knows it is going to happen. There is also a concern that the baby won't be okay or even live.
Friday night Lorie and I were talking to Cindy. She asked if I wanted to babysit for her on the weekend and I said "Of course". Saturday I went to her house she said didn't Lorie tell you I found out I can't let you take her without getting your Social Security Number ran. So we sat and talked and drank coffee. The little girl woke up. She is such a cutie. I fell in love instantly. I really like Cindy I hope that if I adopt the boy that she will still act as grandma.
Since Monday I have started working extra long hours. I need the money to be able to stay home and take care of the baby. I don't know what we will call him yet. I guess I will wait until I see him. I told Lorie that I would like to wait until we have him to have a baby shower.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow !! and thanks for Lorie and Cindy and Janet. We will see what is in store for us tomorrow. I had prayed to Yahweh alot before meeting Cindy on Sabbath and He heard my prayers. Cindy told Lorie that she was right about me and that she wants me to get her grandson. I am so happy. Praise Yeshua I am going to have a son. I really hope his other mother will be okay. She must have such a hard life.
