It’s a cliché, I know. Today is the first day of the rest of your life… But when I woke up this morning the first thought through my head was, today is the day I become a dad. It really is the first day of the rest of my life. It’s exciting and terrifying and nerve-wracking and wonderful all at the same time.
I’m told that being a parent is never something for which you can ever really be ready. You can read lots of books and build a nest to receive your child. But beyond that you run on instinct and prayers and a community of support. And with adoption there are a whole other set of challenges and obstacles.
Today we go to court where hopefully everything will go as planned and the judge will allow us to bring our baby home while the attorneys and DCS work out all of the paperwork. It’s not quite the same as going to the hospital to experience delivering a baby, but we’ve had our own set of “labor pains” in this process.
“A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a [child] is born into the world.” John 16:21