Life Changes For Us Too!

Thomas Rhett couldn’t have said it better, “Making plans and you hear God laughing because… life changes.” I think Seth has said those words at least 10 times a day in the past few weeks.

It has been a while since my last post, it has been crazy and fun adjusting to life as parents. Sturgeon’s homecoming happened within days and we have been full speed ahead ever since. Our little seven-month-old has two teeth, loves bathtime, is eating solids, and is very close to crawling! Every day is an adventure and we truly couldn’t be happier that God chose us to be his parents.

And, we had the best first Christmas as a family of three! We didn’t even ring in the New Year when I found out I was pregnant.

Yes, WE ARE EXPECTING! A little girl to arrive in August of this year. No treatments, no medication, no procedures… just the birds and the bees. And of course, the work of our good Lord!

There are 2 thoughts that I believe to be true when I think of this blessing:

  1. Sturgeon was put on this earth to be my son and I had to receive him as my own before I could conceive. I believe this because I can say without hesitation that if I had a child three years old or younger, I would have never considered adoption and Sturgeon would have never come into my life.
  2. Having the desire to be a mother fulfilled has brought more joy, goodness, and happiness into my life than I ever thought could be possible. The stress and worry disappeared the moment Sturgeon was put into my arms and that is treatment and medication that no doctor could ever prescribe.

In the midst of the joy and celebrating this unbelievable news with family and friends, sadness overwhelmed us as two of our family members went to heaven just days apart.

Seth’s great grandmother “Mimi” went home to Lord at almost 101 years old and Seth’s grandmother “Grandmama” went home four days later after living several years with Alzheimer’s.

Although we rejoice the good news of their long-awaited homecoming and we celebrate the peace they have found as they are living their best life in heaven, we experienced sadness like we never have before as husband and wife. When I think about the two women I had the honor of calling family, I am reminded of the legacy they have left behind. Women who have trusted in the Lord for almost their entire life, who have raised children to trust in Him, who have then raised children to trust in Him. I pray that I will leave such a legacy as they have.

And just as life ends, we are reminded that life begins. We see life begin every time we look into Sturgeon’s eyes, he lights up the moment he sees a recognizable face. We also see life begin as we hear the heartbeat of our baby girl growing inside my belly. The work of our maker is far more than I could have ever imagined.

I share the good news with you with a cautious heart because I know many readers are still waiting for a miracle, praying for the same blessing, and longing for a happy ending. I know there is nothing that I can say that will take the heartbreak away but my prayer is that my story will provide hope. Hope can go a long way in the journey of infertility, I know that because that was the only thing that got me through the three years of suffering.

A wise woman once noted “Do not rush through the challenges, for God is working even in those days,” today, I believe that to be true more than anything.

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. – Romans 15:13

 

 

Best Vacation Ever.

It was day 1 of  our annual family beach vacation and the words, “can we please not have to make life changing decisions an hour into vacation for once?” came frustratingly out of my mouth when Seth shared the phone conversation he just had.

“A baby boy was born yesterday and the mom has signed all documents to place him with another family,” is what Seth said.

We talked, we prayed, we daydreamed a little… what did this all mean? Was God calling this little one to be ours? Then a very wise mother said, “this sounds like an open door to having a baby, God will open doors, but he can also close them. All you have to do is pursue the open doors, He will close them if it isn’t in His will.”

So, we proceeded through the open door.

Seth called the lady, we needed more information.

“A healthy, blonde hair, white baby boy was born yesterday and I have called the families on my list and for one reason or another, they do not want to pursue this.  I don’t understand, it is like finding a rainbow unicorn, like these types of babies are hard to come by in the world of adoption,” is what she said.

And then she sent us a picture.

My heart sank, I saw his face and I thought “God, am I his mom?” Talk about a hook, line, and sinker! Wow, she knew what she was doing when she sent that picture!

“Well this sounds wonderful, but we really don’t have everything done for our home study, we started it a while back but never completed all the documents and we haven’t had a home inspection,” Seth explained.

But, this lady could move mountains… and she would. All we had to do is say yes, she would help us through it.

So, we proceeded through the open door.

She created us an account portal and began uploading the documents, walking us through every detail. She completed the information she knew, and we filled in the blanks. We worked on the paperwork that night and the next day.

As the documents were uploaded, we continued to do our part, reviewing and signing. And then we got to the document that said INVOICE.

I mean, we weren’t naïve in the fact that adoption cost money, we knew there would be a cost associated with the process. We were hoping because of the route we have been given, that perhaps the cost would be less than the average adoption.

We were wrong. The invoice would reveal a large balance due and we thought were not able to proceed.

But God had other plans.

A couple of conversations later, a blessing was provided, a miracle that only God himself could explain.

So, we proceeded through the open door.

She gave us a call the next day (day 2 of vacation) and said this little miracle could be in our arms on Wednesday with just a few more documents. She asked us for his name, and that’s when I began to feel that this whole thing was real.

We shared the wonderful news with our family that evening. Tears of joy fell from every eye in the room.

And on day 3 of vacation, we celebrated. We enjoyed the one carefree day at the beach and we daydreamed about what the vacation would be like next year with another little one around.

On day 4, we packed up our stuff, ending vacation 3 days early and headed back to Orlando to get our final documents in place and to have the home inspection done. First stop, fingerprints. Next stop, background check. Then, lunch.

At lunch, God provided another confirmation.

A friend whom we have not spoken to in a while walked in behind us. She and her husband just adopted about 4 months ago and she shared her story with us. Her eyes lit up as she told us the sequence of events that led up to the homecoming of their daughter… a story that sounded so familiar.

Her journey was almost identical to mine.

From infertility, to treatment with the same doctor as me, and then the opportunity to adopt… all was exactly the road I had been on.

Tears rolled down my face. I always felt like the only one who knew the pain, and that moment was confirmation that there is a community of us.

It was confirmation that God used little moments to reveal His mercy and His grace.

We left lunch encouraged, with a friend who has taken the journey, and confirmation that the baby boy born just a couple of days earlier was born to be ours.

After lunch was the home inspection, we passed with flying colors it seemed. We ended the day gathering baby goods from friends and family, getting the necessities as we anticipated the arrival of our son the next day.

At 9am on day 5 of “vacation,” Seth received a text and at 12:30pm we met our son for the first time.

It was an indescribable feeling. A feeling of joy and thankfulness. I have watched the video many times and I say, “Thank You, Thank You God” repeatedly because those were the only words that could come out of my mouth, THANK YOU.

The arrival of our son is nothing but a miracle from God himself. There were so many moments within the five days that only God could have provided. 

WaitingonmyBaby.com has been an outlet for me to use during the pain, frustration, and the lonely days.

Today, it is a place to share my story of hope. The story of our baby and how God provided. I know some of you reading are still waiting for your baby, you are still hopeful, or maybe you have lost hope.  

Although I am no longer waiting, this is not the last post for Waitingonmybaby.com, there is one more to write.

Sturgeon

 

Until then, meet Sturgeon William de Armas. Born July 13, 2018. In my arms July 18, 2018.

” For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition that I made to him.”- Samuel 1:27