Having seven kids is crazy.
Six was fine.
Add in a newborn and holy cow...it's all over.
Everyday I think, "this would have been easier if I would have just said 'no, we can't take her'".
But that isn't me.
And that's not the way the story was supposed to go anyway.
There was a spot in my heart for this girl before I ever knew she existed. And now, the thought of her leaving makes me feel empty.
Our house, holding only six kids, would feel empty.
Funny how quickly things change.