This is the day I decided I wanted to be a mom. It was July 2008, I was visiting Lauren in California, and in my most recent call with Herb, he said he thought we should think about starting a family. It was so random, and so exciting. Overwhelmed, I walked around in the water, praying over and over again, "God, I don't want anything to do with parenthood unless this is YOUR plan. Please make it obvious what you want us to do."
As we struggled with fertility and discussed adoption options (which was only 6 months later, we kind of expected to go down this road), I had to constantly remind myself of that first prayer of giving God the power in our family planning. I have often felt helpless, and actually still do, but there is comfort knowing I can trust HIS plan, HIS timing.
So, here we are, 2 years after deciding to start a family, 1 year after beginning the adoption process, and 8 months after receiving our homestudy approval. When the baby is born, we will be so close to having had waited for 9 months, that it is eerie!
Like I said in my last post, in May, when I was feeling particularly overwhelmed with the thought of beginning another school year without being placed with a baby, our small group committed to pray every day, for 30 days, that we would receive a baby before school started in the fall. The fact that the baby is due on the second day of school tells me that God has a sense of humor!
Last week at the beach, I had another big moment at the ocean. As my sister-in-law Sarah and I talked about the ache in my arms that could only be filled by a bundle of joy, I jokingly threw my hands up in the air, and shouted toward the ocean and at God, "I'm ready!!"
And here we are, one week later. So many people have told me that last week they felt the need to pray for me/us more than normal, and they didn't know how low I was! They didn't know what God was orchestrating.
J had us in mind to be the parents of her child months ago. While I was shedding tears and feeling hopeless, she was thinking of us.