I don't know why I'm so scared to put that in writing. I don't know why it makes me nervous to say it out loud. I'm guessing I'm just so burned from the 5 year saga of trying to bring Anya home that I am:
A. A bit scared to hope these days, and...
B. A bit scared that people will think I'm nuts for letting myself fall in love with another child just after we 'lost' Anya.
But, you know what? It's the truth that I have fallen in love with this sweet soul and I dream of being her forever Mom, so why should I try to hide it? God knows my heart. He knows that, despite this desire, I will do anything I can to make sure she finds a family. I'm pretty sure now that this is one of the reasons she ended up with us. He knows I'll fight for her. Just like I'm fighting for Anya.
On another note, here are some photos of our day today. Dasha got her first haircut ... and she loved every minute of being pampered: