Tick Tock

     There are days were I have the hardest time seeing through the lining of our journey to a time when we will have children.  When this journey started I was a young 23 years of age.  I had those baby goggles on.  Thoughts of nurseries, maternity pants, and that baby lotion smell took up my every waking thought.  Never did it occur to me that it wouldn't take more than a year tops until we had our precious family of three. 
     Here we are four long difficult years later and I will be turning 27 within the week with no baby cradled in my arms.  I know that most of my more mature readers are rolling their eyes at my age.  By so many different standards and people, I am still young and to an extent I would agree to that.  When we had our first RE visit, Dr. O wasn't too concerned because I was still so young.  Even our adoption agency said that my age would be a benefit and potential mothers would see my young age as another advantage for their child. 
     When I was a little girl, I loved taking care of my babies and even had a baby that I named Baby (unique I know).  Aside from playing teacher, mommy was the role I have always loved best.  With each passing year it's another painful reminder that I have not met my lifelong goal.  I know God has a plan and I trust that.  I just wish sometimes He would let me in on a few key details, but that's not how He works.  Once again, here we wait; always praying.  So until next time friends, always Chasing Hope.