My daughter’s adoption was easy. Well, in adoption terms, that is. When my husband and I decided that the time was right to start our family we ventured into the adoption world with hopeful hearts. We pursued international adoption first and God shut every single door! Feeling a bit defeated, we soon received a phone call from a girl we knew distantly telling us she was pregnant and scared and would we consider adopting the baby that she was pregnant with. Yea, that really happened, and the rest of my daughter’s adoption went just about as smooth. Yes, it had a handful of financial strains, uncomfortable moments and uncertainty, but as we immersed ourselves in the adoption community I began to see how uncommon our situation was. Experiencing my daughters adoption (she is now almost 3), made us eager to do it all again and add to our family!
One day I was at Babies R Us on a rare day out on my own, and I saw a pair of pajamas on clearance that said “Big Sister” and I snatched them up! I bought them one size bigger than my daughter was wearing at the time. This was June-ish, we had just started with CAC. As you know, your prayers include a lot during adoption, and certainly they include timing…nobody wants to wait long. Our prayer was to have a baby by Christmas, we wanted to be able to spend Christmas with our new family member! Time passed, and over the course of 4 months we presented to one birth mother and were not chosen and were then approached about another local adoption that we threw ourselves into. It is a long story, but that birth mom decided to parent in the end. We were starting to feel weary, starting to have thoughts like…maybe God wants us to have just one child…we truly were so blessed with her! We started to ignore that our prayers had been answered in terms of financing, we had prayed about how to fund our next adoption and through some really interesting circumstances, within months we had plenty of money to fund our adoption. Not because we make a lot of money, but because God wanted to grow our family.
Halloween night we received a phone call from one of the agencies we were working with, they had a situation that was a bit complicated and to call back if we wanted to discuss it. We were at our church’s “Fall Festival” and got home too late to call back. I didn’t sleep all night and in the morning I called and found out more about this situation. To make a long story short, within about 24 hours we were preparing to bring home a baby boy that was to be born in about 10 days! Our house was a bustle of activity! Preparing our daughter, getting some boy clothes, cleaning the house….etc! We packed up the day of the induction and drove 6 hours to meet the birth mom right before the induction. It had all moved so fast, and then, over the next 3 days, it came to halt. The birth parents were keeping the baby. It was every adoptive parent’s nightmare. It was terrible to live through. I am not proud to admit that we questioned God and felt a lot of anger toward the birth family. That baby was going back into a very unstable, scary living situation. Our knee jerk reaction was to quit. But the Lord, as He always does in that still, small voice, would not let us quit. So it was with a VERY HEAVY HEART that we chose to continue.
Thanksgiving day I got a call from Joann at the same agency we had experienced the failed adoption through. JoAnn asked, “Have you had your turkey yet?” and then followed with a question of “do you want to grow your family TODAY?”! Twelve days after our failed adoption, we got to meet OUR son. We are from Texas, but happened to be in Missouri with family for the holiday. Within an hour we were on the road and within 5 hours we were holding our baby. Meeting our son’s birth parents was downright scary after what we had been through, but they were wonderful! They were gracious, kind, and caring. This was not the first baby they had placed for adoption and they knew that we had just gone through a failed adoption. At one point my son’s birth mom told me, “Darcie, you are doing great!” How selfless! The Lord had a plan all along!
My daughter fits those pjs I bought her just fine and we got to spend Christmas with our newest family member, Jonah! Looking back at every turn in the road, we STILL got to see Him working…when our adoption failed we were reminded of the wonderful community of friends and family that we have! I was reminded of what a wonderful adoption consultant we have. (Carlee kept me sane and supported me when our hurt was so raw.) It humbled us. It taught us about prayer. PRAY , PRAY, PRAY about every step and bring others in to pray about your adoption. I once heard a quote from John Piper “The strength of patience hangs on our capacity to believe that God is up to something good for us in all our delays and detours.” God’s heart is in adoption and the enemy will attack your soul when you are down and out and, quite frankly, it is easy to let him do it! But the Lord has promised so much more, hang on brother and sister in Christ. Adoption isn’t easy, but my, oh my, so worth it!
Darcie
Psalms 68:6
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