What
a bad blogger I am!
No
wonder my readership has dropped off. I didn’t get one single comment on my
last post.
*Sob*
Just
kidding! I don’t care at all about anything but…
My
beautiful new baby!
That’s
right, you got it, the Lord came through. Just like He always does.
Three
and a half months ago, hubsy and I were informed that we would be receiving an
infant all the way from… Slovenia!
And
we didn’t even have to go pick her up. She was delivered to us right here four
days ago in the good ole US of A.
🎆
We
thought she would be here lots sooner but there were some hold ups as
apparently there often are with this sort of thing.
Now
for a history lesson!
Slovenia,
for your information, is a very tiny country that got passed around from one
empire to another because of all sorts of European (boo!) shenanigans that
nobody can understand (although my smart hubsy seems to!). Sometimes parents in
Slovenia turn their babies in at orphanages because they just can’t afford to
raise them or because they just don’t want them. And that’s how little Tiffany
came to us.
The
name she actually came to us with was Mojca.
Can you imagine? Hubsy convinced me to try it out for a day or two but I just
couldn’t wrap my head around it. It just sounded….foreign. And I was afraid it
always would. Besides Tiffany has so
many positive associations:
Getting married 👫
DIAMONDS!
That cute movie where Mickey
Rooney plays that hilarious Chinese guy with the overbite
Tiffany!
I
just swoon whenever I think of her.
Tiffany!
Formerly
of Slovenia and soon to be a US citizen!
Tiffany!
I
can’t believe she’s mine, mine, mine!
I
love lists. Did I tell you I love lists?! (See above, silly.) The list I have
been working on as I sit here in the quiet of the nursery holding Tiffany, the
sweetest baby in all the wide world, is about her future and all of my hopes
and dreams for her. This is what I have so far:
A loving relationship with the
Lord, her Savior
Getting married to the man of
her dreams who also has a loving relationship with the Lord, his Savior
Children of her own
And
there you have it. The cycle of life continues. What could be more beautiful?
Till
next time, friends…
