Leaving On A Jet Plane.

I can't believe it is here. It is far more surreal than I guessed it would be.
We are leaving the house and heading to the airport in just a few short minutes. Bags are loaded and we are anxious to get this trip started.
This has been such an unbelievable year. We have jumped through hoop after hoop, filled out paper after paper and waited hour after hour in hopes of hearing word about where we were at in the process and any movement that had been made.
I have never had so many days full of heartache, joy, compulsive eating, obsessive email checking, or so many tears shed (both good and bad) in all of my life. Ella and Macie are already such a huge part of our lives. The joy of bringing them home and having them in our arms is beyond description.
I don't think that there is a single couple that I have spoken to that had any idea what they were getting into when they started this process. That said, there is not one that has said they would make their decision any differently. Family is what you make it and ours is growing by two beautiful, sweet girls, who I can't wait to meet. Love is such a tiny word that holds such a tremendous amount of meaning. This is a new kind of love for me, this Mother's love. So far, I have found no limits, no boundaries, and no expectations of it. Just pure, relentless love. These girls are my miracles. God's gift to me, to Garrett, to our families and I can't wait to introduce them to you all.