longing for little footsteps

Seeing him hold Hadynn and play with Haley yesterday melted my heart. I'm not going to lie....I long for those days. When I have children of my own and strangers ooo and ahhh over as I carry them across the room and their little hands rest in mine.

What is really difficult to grasp, is that at this time, my ex-husband and I had planned to start a family of our own. As each of my friends and family announce they're pregnant and have their first baby, my heart hurts. For just a moment, I am selfish. That was supposed to be me. I was supposed to be pregnant along with my friends. We were supposed to share pregnancy stories. I am happy for them, as each child is a blessing from God. I know my time with come. I am just anxiously waiting for my own little blessing.

When I was in Louisiana, I came across this adorable little children's store. I stepped in and my heart sighed inside. The little bows, dresses and tiny shoes made me smile. I ran my fingers over the books. I stopped at the title of one. Sweeteas by Rochelle Frazier. It was the perfect little southern girl book. At that moment, I wish I had a daughter I could buy it for. Sigh.

I pray that one day God will bless me with an adoring and faithful husband and healthy children of my own.

Here's Rochelle Frazier's website for all you mamas who want to check it out: 
The Sweeteas. Her focus in her writing is to promote value and lessons of faith for little girls.