Lilly was 2 1/2 when we turned in our paperwork to adopt again. At the time, Elliott and I said to each other that if she turned 5 and nothing had happened that we would take it as God's answer for us to remain a family of 3.
Well, that time is coming up quickly! I've gone back and forth in the past couple of years between really wanting another child and being perfectly content with having just one. For me, it has boiled down to a huge area of trust with God. Living in the "in-between" is hard. When I'm feeling fine with having just one then I worry, "What if we do get chosen again? Does the fact that I'm not sure mean that we shouldn't have another? How fair is it to others to adopt if I'm going back and forth?" And then I'll see a baby somewhere and I think, "Oooo. Baby. It all went by so quickly. I'm not ready to be done." But then, Lilly has a big fit and I think, "Oh my gosh! Do I really want the sleep deprivation and the teething and the potty training and the tantrums all over again?? I'm 37 now and tired just thinking about it." Are you dizzy yet? Welcome to my head.
In the end, it's good that the decision is not really up to us. It is up to God. If he wants to add to our family he will give us what we need to parent 2 and not totally lose our minds. If he knows that Lilly is the one and only for us and that we're to be a family of 3, then I trust that he knows best. I just keep praying that he will align my feelings with his plan.
Meanwhile, March 26 is like a ticking time bomb on the calendar. I think I will be glad to be out of the unknown, whichever way it goes.