Someone recently said the following to me, "I sure wish you could just have your own baby so that you can stop trying to raise everyone elses." As shocking as this statement seems, I wasn't really hurt by it. Through my years of infertility struggles, I would have given ANYTHING to have a baby. Anything. Really. I yearned for it. Prayed for it. Obssessed over it. In our 10-year journey to have a family, I was blessed to become pregnant once. We wanted more kids and were never blessed again with a biological child. One would have to do. About two years ago my feelings about being a mother underwent a transformation. It was unexpected after spending so many years wanting to be pregnant. I'm not really sure what happened, but I know that I suddenly felt no desire to ever be pregnant again. Something inside me realized that I wanted to be a mother, not just pregnant. So, we sought another option and became foster parents. In nearly two years, we've had 7 kids in our home, including the two we have right now. And through this process, I don't really think I'm trying to raise everyone elses kids. I think my husband and I are trying to find the children that God intends for our family. If that means giving a loving home to children who aren't going to stay here, then so be it.