We made it home safe and sound. After a long, LONG journey (which I will write more about tomorrow) we made it back to our lovely Des Moines around 10:00 PM Sunday night. Today we slept in late and have been having fun exploring the new house together and rearranging things for our new living situation TOGETHER!!! It's been a GREAT day back home together (which I will also write more about tomorrow). Right now, we're getting ready to watch the news, then hit the hay...I will post more about everything tomorrow...just wanted to let you all know we are back in the GOOD...make that FANTASTIC Old USA!!!!
So, I’ve been trying to sort out how to start this story. It’s been difficult to articulate. Difficult to pick which details to share, and which to hold close. But it’s a story too good, too beautiful, not to share – so here goes! When Matt and I first became parents, we thought our family was complete. We envisioned raising Ethan surrounded by loving friends and family – just the two of us. Given all that we had gone through to finally become parents, we felt content with just the one child. The most adorable boy in the whole wide world. Our Ethan was the apple of our eyes – the most amazing gift. We marveled at all of his accomplishments, soaked up all his love and personality, and celebrated the joy of parenthood at every exhausting, wonderful turn. Along the way, we’ve built a strong and loving relationship with Ethan’s birthmother. We visit yearly, and stay in close contact with pictures, emails, and texts. I have attempted to describe my feelings for her many times over the
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