So I have a new friend in the blogging world and she is truly inspiring to me, sharing her hoarding issues with the world as she tries to overcome and de-hoard her life. She found and shared this story today, and I took the time to read it. I hope you will too. I was sobbing by the end of the story and feel SO incredibly blessed that both my boys are healthy and all is well. It also brought back the feelings I had while Matthew was in the NICU. There was a baby girl in there that had down syndrome and the parents had no idea until she was born. I remember feeling sorry for them that their daughters condition was a permanent one, and I found comfort in knowing that Matthew would eventually be just fine. I know that it takes very special people to raise a child with disabilities, and I really do feel that God himself hand picks these parents to take care of these special, beautiful souls. I, of course begin to wonder if I have what it takes to take care of and love a child with disabilities, and then I realized that no matter what happens I will love this child just as much as my boys, even if it is another boy ;) I'm not going to lie, both Andy and I want the chance to have a girl, but again I have to remember the thoughts of "Thy will, not MY will be done"!