To My Angel Baby,

I LOVE you with every fiber of my being.  You have not had an easy life so far.  You have had to struggle and fight to make it in this life.  You are STRONG, a fighter, easy going, calm, and so much more.  After the first 3 weeks of you being in my life, I fell hard in love with you.  You have changed my life in more ways than I can count.  You are shaping me into the person Heavenly Father wanted me to be.  He has been planning my life just how He wanted for you to come into my care.  Your life in my home was not just by coincidence.  I have seen Heavenly Father’s tender mercies and His step by step plan to get you here.  He loves you and wants you to know that you are wanted.  Wanted by me, by your daddy, and by your sisters.

I want to tell you how it all began.  I was not able to have another child after Shelbee.  I KNOW for a fact that if Shelbee would have been a boy, you would not have been in my life.  That is the first way Heavenly Father was shaping our lives to meet.  After a couple of years I desperately wanted another baby and felt like there was another child out there for me.  We tried a few options for adoption and those just did not feel right or work out.  Another one of those tender mercies of our Lord.  I decided to ask Dad if he would like to try the foster care route.  I think he was a little nervous but he is an amazing man and lets me always go with my feeling.  We went to the first meeting in October and they wanted us to start the classes for foster care in November.  Well right after the meeting I had been asked by the Bishop of our ward to plan and be in charge of the ward Christmas party and to also play 7 songs on the piano for the Christmas Sacrament Meeting.  This is another part of His plan.  I decided to ignore the emails to sign up for the classes because my life was too chaotic.  Department of Family Services got a hold of me again in January and asked if I was ready?  I said yes lets start in March.  We had first debated on taking the Saturday classes because I felt bad leaving the girls on Family Home Evening night, which is Monday.  We had a wonderful class with people that I still stay in contact with.  After subbing in the Saturday class I then realized how switching to Monday’s was such inspiration.

Daddy was having second thoughts throughout the classes and one day I was driving home and had a rush of the Holy Ghost that bore witness to me to continue and you are doing the right thing.  So I told Dad and he understood and continued.  After the classes were completed we bought a home, but were unable to move in for a few months which prolonged the licensing.  Finally on December 30th we got the call that we were licensed and now just to start waiting for calls.

Dad’s cousins Tiffany and Patrick were getting baptized on January 10 but because of stake conference that weekend had to change the date to January 3.  Which meant we left for