Now it's Saturday

Now it is Saturday and Steven is at work,  I am for sure in my heart that I'm going to get my boy soon.  I had no official word on this at the time but I felt God's hand all over this situation and I just knew that it was going to be soon.  I decided to work on my house that day because I was not nearly as prepared as I had planned to be for his arrival.  I had storage boxes full of stuff that needed to be sorted through, and clothes that needed to be washed-because what if I did have to go get him soon?  How much time would I have to pack?  My thoughts would get the best of me at times on that day and I would think What Are You Doing? It could be months before you can bring him home?  Years?  But no, I knew he was coming home soon so I continued my work.  And later, very soon later, I was glad that I did.