Emotions?

As for most of you, by the title you know it is me, Cindie who is writing. Through this whole adoption process one word that has describes it well for me is emotional. Not always bad emotions either. Many times it is good emotions.

My wonderful word picture would be this...
That my emotions are in this basket. Nothing fancy, just a basket that is always with me. Some days my basket all of a sudden just dumps! There is no warning of this and before I realize, I am crying over baby clothes I see in a store, I am laughing at the childlike excitement I have over knowing she will soon be home, or I am having so much anxiety over the responsibility of another little human in my care that I am popping tums every 5 minuets. And then some days they dump as I am feeling overwhelmed, defeated, and alone in it all.

Other days I am like a child skipping along on my merry way swinging my basket full of joy and excitement. I am hopeful and full of enthusiasm as I wait for our little bundle to be home.

Tonight I sit awake and my basket is full. It is full with every kind of emotion.

I got an email that Ramiah may be through court Thursday or Friday. So again I wait with my nerves wound tight and my anxiety sky high. Will we get a call Friday to tell us that Ramiah is officially our little girl? Will we find out when we will travel? My stomach is in knots to know we are that much closer to having her rest in our arms and to feel her little cheeks beneath our lips. Although my emotions are all over the place, I rest assure that my God stands firm.

Psalm 18:1 I love you, O LORD, my strength.
2 The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.
He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.