Exciting news

In a post last month, I hinted that there was something exciting in on our horizon.  For nearly a year now (the seed was planted, not so coincidentally just 3 days after my first of two endometriosis surgeries last May), I felt like God was softening my heart to something I hadn’t considered for our family before.   Last year was incredibly tough, but we always felt like God was working on us, we just didn’t know how.     Mike and I knew that we wanted to grow our family but we also felt like there was something more.  I’m so excited to share with you our exciting news.  Today we took one of the first big steps towards our future – we submitted our application to become licensed foster parents!   

Our ultimate goals is for adoption, but also know that this can be a long and bumpy road. We’ve prayed like crazy,  talked with relatives and friends who have been there, done that, attended a few of the required classes, knocked out CPR and first aid and we are clearing out Henry’s toy room to make another bedroom.  Speaking of Henry, we introduced this idea to him about a month ago and he’s excited.   He didn’t quite understand that the baby/child wouldn’t come out of Mama’s tummy (this age comes with awkward questions and the never-ending fascination with pregnant bellies) but we delicately explained that sometimes families need a little extra help from families like ours.  God will use our family to help someone in need.  He was and still is very excited about being a good friend.  Every few days he will bring it up, telling us that he wants a brother and a sister.  The other night with outstretched arms, he told me “Mommy, I want a sister.  A really BIG one!”  I smiled and reminded him that God will decide who comes to our house someday.   He laughed and replied “Yes, and God will bring me a little brother too.”  My mind was thinking “tap the brakes, buddy.”  Then the very next day after leaving 5 hours of certification training, Mike said “Who knows what God will do in our lives.  Maybe we will have a baby, maybe we will have two kids in a bunk bed.”  Again,  I thought “tap the brakes.”  My brain says that we only want one kid at a time, but then I’m reminded by the Holy Spirit to “Let go and let God.”  He’s so much bigger than anything Mike and I could ever imagine for ourselves, for our family.  We are so thankful for God’s provision in our lives and we are humbled that He chose this path for us.

We hope that you will share in our excitement and prayers in the days (weeks, months, years) ahead.