A year ago we were not sleeping as we awaited the arrival of our baby girl. We were anxious, tired, and hoping that her birth parents were doing alright.
Today I think of them and wonder if they think of us, or rather of her. I think of them often as I look at her and think about how lucky I am to be completely in love with this little being. I am honored that I have been chosen to be her mother.
As I watch her I wish that they are happy, healthy and living the life they dream of.
They gave us the life we were dreaming of for so long and I am eternally grateful for that. I hope for their happiness and that they know i think of them fondly and often.
To my dream makers