So, I went back to crabby on Saturday. No idea why. And, I HATE crabby. But I was. Poor Jamie. Good thing he loves me so much!
Anyway, so I went on my crabby ways and a relative stopped over with his friend. So I acted not crabby for a while. We were chatting about her kids and taking about Griffin and I mentioned that we were a waiting adoptive family (As you can tell by now we seriously TELL everyone that will listen--who knows who will make the connection for us!?). Then she goes on to tell me that her oldest son is adopted. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Randomly comes over to sprinkle hope all over me. LOVE IT! Then she tells me that they were considering adoption again when she miraculously, naturally got pregnant with twin girls. Get our of town. It was like the hope fairy came for a visit. So, my crabbiness departed (it did make a sneak appearance later) and I was able to smile thinking of how happy and proud this women was of her three children that all arrived to her in miraculous ways. I can't wait to see how our story unfolds.