I’ve started this blog as a place to write about my adoption journey—for myself, for my family and friends, for potential birth moms and families, and someday, for you, my little one, to learn what my life and world were like before you came along. This blog is the story of my path to adoption and being a Mom. Pursuing adoption and single-momhood has been a giant leap of faith but one that I am so excited about.
But this isn’t my story alone. They say “it takes a village to raise a child.” Well, it takes a BIG village (a small township?) to adopt. I am so grateful to all of you who have supported me along this path, in oh-so-many different ways. I could not have gotten this far without you.
Before I go, some of you who may not be fully immersed in the world of babies and baby iconography, may ask about the title I chose. In Germany, where I’m from, the folklore goes that storks deliver babies to eagerly awaiting families via the chimney of their house. Well, I’m ready for my stork to arrive…very, very ready.