And why was I stressing out?

I can ask myself that question after the fact, right?

First off, today was an insanely busy day for me. 

I was the official photographer for a big school board event for about 200 kids.  I helped put together the final slideshow (while taking photos until the last moment). I was being powered by the Holy Spirit because on top of my responsibilities at the event, I had to leave work for my students (who had to be farmed out to different classes -- I owe my colleagues BIG TIME!), and I am sick as a dog. I really should've spent today in bed coughing up a lung (and was told by our school trustee that I needed to just stay home -- yeah, right!). 

By the time I got home I was running on fumes and your prayers. 

Lucky for us our social worker was late (her fault totally), so when she arrived her home inspection was super quick. Mr JB said that she seemed to want more decorating tips than anything. 

We worried for absolutely no reason! Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that we did all the prep and that our house is technically ready for a placement. I'm type-A, I wanted my house to meet my standards. 

The only thing we need to wait for is my criminal check from France (which I reapplied for this evening because I still hadn't received the one I applied for in June!). We also have to fill out the paperwork for our local Children's Aid Society. 

Our social worker says that we could have everything wrapped up in a month. 

A month!!! 

I am so grateful for all of your kind words and support. I could feel all of your holding me up. I really could. 

Now that it's all over I'm lying in my bed, exhausted. It's amazing that I have the wherewithal to post! 

Mary, Undoer of Knots, pray for us! 

This time tomorrow....

I'm trying really hard not to freak out.

Our house is (pretty much) spotless. 

Our closets are tidy.

Carbon monoxide detector is installed. 

Fire extinguisher is under the kitchen sink. 

All of the medications are locked away. 

The adult beverages are hidden. 

Even the garage is tidy. 

Paperwork is done (with the exception of our reference letters which are being mailed to our social worker). 

Even the glass of wine with dinner didn't calm my nerves. 

If you have a second to spare, please say a prayer. Our home visit is from 4 to 5:30pm (eastern).

I promise to update when it's all over!

Mary, Undoer of Knots, Pray for us

I have been so blessed to walk this long, hard journey of IF, with some wonderful friends. A few weeks ago, the lovely Rebecca and I were texting about some big events in our infertile lives -- we had just fixed the date for our final home visit and she had booked her surgery.

I am so grateful to have found so many friends that are so willing to offer up prayers, novenas, masses and pilgrimages for our intentions. We would love if you would join us in the Mary, Undoer of Knots while we embark on this next "phase" of our IF journey.

I'm starting a day late, because I am just not as organized as Rebecca! So, from February 22nd to March 2nd, please join us in prayer! Also, if you have your own intentions to add, please add them in the comment box!

Mary, Undoer of Knots, Pray for us!!!

T-minus seven days

Our final home visit is a week today.

Our contractor is done all the work.

Our amazing cleaning lady is bringing her crew for a DEEP clean our the house Thursday morning.

Just a few more cosmetic things to finish up.

I'm trying not to freak out.

I'm trying not to nag Mr. JB to death.

My body has broken into a strange rash, which I blaming on stress.

If you could spare a prayer for the JellyBelly household in the next week, I would be forever grateful.

I am so happy to have something to focus on, other than CD2.

Or my crazy class.

And I'm offering up my stress for all of you!