I don't mean to complain but so far this week...
- our daughter-to-be, little Lisette, died of malaria
- our dishwasher broke. Not a big surprise, since it has only washed about half the dishes we put inside of it, half the time.
- our garage door opener is broken.
- and on the way to church this morning our minivan broke down. We had just gotten off the highway when it felt like it slipped out of gear. We managed to limp into a gas station parking lot, but we fear that the old beast is ready for the scrapyard. She has over 190,000 miles on her. If we have to replace the transmission it will easily cost $2000 to $3000. Oh, I'll bet that's $2000 that we don't have because we are in the middle of adopting two more children. But we also don't currently have a car payment so its not really in our budget to purchase a new (make that used) van. Although we know that we can't all fit in our current minivan once the girls are home because it only seats 6 and we were going to have to break down and buy a new car at some point. But really, did it have to happen this week. REALLY. I didn't have enough to feel crappy about already!
Obviously, somebody out there thought we were just a little too happy, a little to comfortable. Well, I don't care what else goes wrong this week, we are adopting two more baby girls, dammit! Baby K is going to come home with a sister. We are going to have 6 kids. Maybe more! Don't push me! We are going to have to buy a 10 passenger van after all.
So I guess we will just have to hand wash our dishes. And use the front door instead of the garage. And not drive anywhere as a group for awhile (the car I drive to work only holds 4 people). And we'll eat a lot of macaroni and cheese and hot dogs. And we'll just save a little more and scrimp a little more and pray a little.
And we'll lean on all of you a little more. We'll need your prayers and we'll need your help to get our girls home. I'm really needing that cup of coffee about now.
Where Baby K is living right now there is no dishwasher (barely even running water), no car and no garage. Not even any mac and cheese. Maybe all this is just to remind us how important it is to stay the course. To stay humble.
Well, I'd better be going. Grace and Haven are throwing me a birthday day party. No, its not my birthday, but I think Grace senses that we all need a party. She made every one party hats and everything. We're having chocolate milk and popcorn. I feel better already!
P.S. A HUGE thank you to Melody for coming and picking us up and driving us home in the middle of church. You are the BEST!
