Wednesday, April 20, 2011

How It All Started

I guess to tell our story we have to go back to the point where our journey began.

Mike and I were married the summer of 2000. During our courtship we had discussed how many children we desired to raise. In our minds ( and plans ) 5 or 6 children would be awesome. We decided to prevent pregnancy at least until we celebrated our 1st anniversary.
Well, that plan quickly fell through because we had begun trying to conceive a few months before our 1st anniversary. Months quickly flew by and before we knew it a year had past. That year slowly turned into a second year. We came to the realization that more than being pregnant, we wanted to be parents. We prayed and felt peace that God was leading us towards adoption.
In the beginning stages of our adoption paperwork, we discovered we were indeed pregnant. Shock is an understatement !! Maybe God just wanted to see if we had enough faith to believe that He alone is the Author of families.....? At a routine appointment early in our pregnancy, it was discovered that we had suffered a miscarriage. This was such a dark time in our lives. We quickly decided that we were supposed to adopt. We met with the adoption worker that had placed my brother with my parents years before. At that first visit, we were informed about a baby boy due within a month or so. We sent our family profile and "Dear BirthMom" letter to our social worker. The birth mom liked us and picked us to adopt her infant son after delivery. The baby's due date came and went and yet we still had no word about the baby's birth. Days later, we received a phone call from our social worker that at delivery the birth mother had changed her mind. That phone call was just 6 weeks after our miscarriage. We were shattered !!!!!
The fall of 2003 turned into winter and we again received a phone call that there was a baby boy who would need a family. This situation was very different though. We actually met this birth mom and I took her to several appointments. I remember telling Mike after each visit with the birth mother, that I never felt connected and had this odd, depressed feeling often when I was with her. I also remember her smelling of cigarette smoke and alcohol. We were involved with this birth mother for several weeks when it came to our realization that she was a con artist. She had promised her unborn baby boy to us and another family in another state. This time, we called off the adoption........we were emotionally drained. In 4 months, we had suffered 3 losses :(
I remember sitting on our nursery floor crying but having this overwhelming sense of peace all at the same time. Little did we know, that as we had to make such a heart wrenching decision to call off a possible start to our growing family that God was weaving a creation inside my womb !
God had opened our womb yet again ! We were told at our first OB appointment that we would likely miscarry this baby also because of hormonal problems on my end. We were given pamphlets on repeated miscarriage. I love the way God controls life and death !! He blessed us and 9 months later ( after a high risk pregnancy ) we welcomed our first daughter into our lives. SELAH MORIAH !!!!!
We were content. If God chose to give us more children.... praise His Name but if He chose to allow Selah to be an only child.....praise His Name !!
When Selah was two years old, we discovered that God had blessed us again and we were pregnant. We had no hormonal problems and no high risk pregnancy. Just a healthy, breech, beautiful son !! MICHAEL TOBIAS !!!
When Tobias was just shy of his third birthday, we decided that another child would be a wonderful addition to our family. We began trying for another blessing. Months began to pass and I remember getting concerned but also knowing that we deal with not easily conceiving. Before we knew it, the one year marker on us trying to get pregnant was upon us. This is where things get AMAZING..........

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for sharing your story. I look forward to reading more :D

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