Honesty is the Best Policy

After my husband and I left church that day we talked about all my fears. I was explaining to him that I was afraid my history would ruin this for us. We finally had a real shot at being parents and we had come so far but we had also listened to all these stories of children being taken out of homes due to violence and how violence in homes was usually a cycle. How could I prove I had broken the cycle? I knew I couldn't lie because lying isn't really a strong suit of mine...but I wasn't sure the truth was going to get us where we wanted either.


We decided that being totally honest was the only way to go about this situation. That hiding things from social services could only cause more problems. So when it came time to us having our Homes Study completed I would just tell the truth. I mean it couldn't be that bad...could it?

We kept moving forward in the process. We completed our CPR and First Aide class and we had taken the one LAST class left on our "TO DO LIST"online....we couldn't believe it we were finally done with all the classes! It was such a relief. We were almost done...we were closer than we had ever been to becoming parents. As soon as we took our last class online I called Leyla. I had butterflies as I sat listening to the phone ring on the other end....I couldn't wait to tell her we were done and we needed to schedule our home study. When the line picked up it was her voice mail...as I was listening to her message my heart raced at the thought of us getting this far. I was imagining us running a race and we could see the finish line just up a head...we only had one more step to take before we came in first place...and then I heard the beep........

I left Leyla a message that day saying we were ready for our Home Study. I asked her to get back to me as soon as possible. My husband was sitting at our dining room table when I made the call and as I hung up I looked over at him and he was smiling. He said...we are almost there and I can't wait to be a dad.