we said YES to adoption!
We’d been praying about adoption for several years and on January 10, 2010, we had gone to church and heard a sermon that pushed us over the edge.
We’d run out of excuses not to.
It took us five months after that day to figure out where in the world our kiddos were and WHO they were, but it was worth the wait. (And from what I understand, five months is relatively short in Adoption Land.)
This is the first picture we ever saw of Joseph.
And this is the first one we ever saw of Mathew.
We had no idea what we were really getting into. We have several close friends who have adopted many times. We’d spent hours reading blogs of adoptive families. And even after we started the process, read several books on adoption, attachment, etc.
Still, we didn’t know what would eventually hit us.
It’s like trying to prepare for your first baby. You can read all the books you like, but your baby certainly didn’t read them, and she ain’t about to cooperate with your little “parenting plan.”
Bottom line is I’m so glad we continued to walk out in faith, simply putting one foot in front of the other, during this crazy journey.
We’ve gotten so many kind and encouraging words from almost everyone we run into. I’ve only heard of one lady saying something negative about us…which I know is rare…we should probably have heard many more ugly comments by now…but we live in the heartland of America where peeps aren’t quite as grouchy I guess.
People are constantly saying, “You guys are amazing! You are such great parents, you must want lots of kids, you must really love kids, blah, blah, blah.”
Let me assure you, we are so NON-amazing, you would be flabbergasted. I never wanted a big family, and I’m not one of those super-nurturing, warm fuzzy mommies either.
I wish I were, but I’m not.
God rarely calls super-amazing, incredibly talented people to the task. In the Bible, He always called selfish, weak, stubborn, stuttering, lazy, chicken-ey (it’s a real word) people, and simply asked them to obey. And when they obeyed, HE stepped in and equipped them to do the work. And He’s still in the equipping business today.
I mean, let’s just pick on me for a minute (but only for a minute): I’m grouchy in the morning, I can be lazy, I occasionally lose my temper, I have an odd obsession with my Mac, I can be a whiner, selfish, critical. The list goes on. And these are just the things I’ll admit to on the Internet.
But I am an excellent driver. So there’s that.
If He only called superawesomesauce folks, we’d live in a pretty mediocre world.
And we’d be constantly patting ourselves on the back, taking all the credit for a job well done.
So we appreciate your kind words, but please take note…we are NON-awesome, NON-amazing parents…just regular peeps (who sometimes have gas and morning breath…but you didn’t hear that from me) with a heart for the orphan. So, if being non-awesome was your excuse not to adopt, it is your excuse no longer.
I am amazed that one short year later, our boys have already been home for 2 1/2 months!
I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love these two turkeys.
A whole year…sometimes I just have to sit and think about that for awhile…