Please fix Mommy's tummy!

Life is sweet with a 5-year-old.  Lydia is at the stage where she is just excited about everything, including learning.  We've been working on having her learn to say her own prayers.  It's a little interesting, because she is really shy at home, but not in public.  At church, she'll get up and say a prayer - no problem.  But at home, she's pretty shy about it.

We talked a couple months ago about how prayer is our chance to talk with Heavenly Father about anything that we want to.  We can thank Him, we can ask Him for things, or we could even just talk about our day.

Lydia thought and thought about it.  She really wanted to ask Heavenly Father for the things she wanted most in the world.  That night, when we knelt down to say our prayers, she said all of the stuff that you'd expect from a preschooler.  But then, she said something that really got to me - "Please, pretty please fix Mommy's tummy so she can have a baby."

Every night since then she's asked for the same thing.  Sometimes she'll add in the variant - "and pretty please make it a girl baby." :)

This is just really getting to me.

Oh, she knows she's adopted.  We affectionately call her birth mother her "tummy mommy."  She knows she did not grow in my tummy.  But, she is stubbornly holding out faith that somehow I can overcome the scientific odds of 0% chance to have a baby.

I want her to know that Heavenly Father does hear and answer prayers.  It's just that He sometimes has a different answer than we have for ourselves.

This truth has been made manifest to me time and time again.  I shared previously our long and difficult path to adoption.  I truly believe that my Father in Heaven answered my prayers to become a mother - but He answered these prayers according to His timetable.

Maybe I need to have the faith of a child.  We are told in the scriptures to become like a child - meek, humble, etc.  Lydia doesn't care that more than one fertility doctor has told us that we have no chance.  All she knows is that she wants to be a big sister and that Heavenly Father can help make that happen.  I guess I just need to trust in that.