After going through an emotional
journey to get Hannah, I felt complete with her. I did not want to go through
another adoption. However, Justin wanted another baby but emotionally; I did
not think I could handle it.
One Sunday
morning during praise & worship at church, I felt God saying He wasn’t done
with our family. I stood there with tears coming down my face realizing that
God had bigger plans for our family.
I remember
telling God later that day what I wanted in our next adoption journey. I wanted
to just go through our attorney, I wanted a boy, and I wanted a birth mom close
to home. I told God that I would not go looking so He would have to bring the
birth mom to us.
A few months
later, a sweet friend called and our journey to baby number two began. Her
friend was pregnant and wanted to place the baby up for adoption. We met and
had an instant connection. Shortly after meeting the birth mom, we started the
paperwork and got the process started. By August, we were completely ready and
awaiting the arrival of the baby. Our birth mom was due in October and seemed
to be on track.
I received a phone call early one
morning expecting to hear that the birth mom was in labor. In a matter of
moments, my whole world came crashing down. Our birth mom and baby passed away.
I sat crying on our floor in our bedroom longing for someone to hold me. I
pulled it together and got ready for work. (I know… I have no idea what I was
thinking!) I got to work and completely fell apart. I was able to get sub plans
together and I headed for home. My mom came over and spent the day with me. I
have never felt so empty. We knew that the birth mom could change her mind but
we never expected to lose them.
The next few weeks, I was in
survival mode. For my family, I had to keep it together. I returned an outfit
that I had bought and started to pack away some things I had set aside. This
pain is the reason I did not want to go through another adoption. However, I am
stronger than I thought I was. With God, I can get through anything.
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