A Breath of Life
Sunday, April 03, 2022
Introducing Stoyanka!
Monday, November 29, 2021
We Have a Match!
At long last we have a match for adoption! What a journey this has been. If you have been following Austin and me on this journey, you will know that we restarted the process after returning from Germany in 2015. We got all of our paperwork approved and were entered onto the Bulgarian waiting list in the spring of 2016. The wait was long and we (particularly me) were getting discouraged and wondering why God was taking so long to bless us with children.
Much to our surprise, I found out I was pregnant with Gideon in 2017. This news was long awaited, but also received with a little sadness for what this might mean for the adoption. We knew the pregnancy policy of our adoption agency would most likely delay our adoption. Once we spoke with them though, we found out that things were taking longer than expected and it would likely be 2 more years before we received a match. This was plenty of time to have a baby and for him to grow to be at least one before we got a match.
After we had Gideon, we updated our home study and decided to change the requirements for the adoption from 2 children up to the age of 6 to 1 child younger than Gideon. This was a hard choice, but was encouraged by our agency. They informed us that it can be hard to change birth order for biological kids, especially for the oldest if they have reached the age of 2. That was looking more likely for our case and parenthood was turning out to be more challenging that we imagined. I can now put into perspective all the comments people make to new parents and how true they can be. "The days are long, but the years are short." "Enjoy them while they're young; they won't want to cuddle forever!" "Sleep when they sleep." This one really only works with the first born. Oh, how I wish I could have slept all the time Miria slept.
Shortly after having Gideon, I had this very strong sense that I would get pregnant again and it would be a girl. This was terrifying and exciting at the same time. I have gotten along better with boys most of my life and I said when I was younger that I just wanted to have boys. I believe God was giving me a heads up so I could prepare my heart and my mind for having a girl. Almost 2 years later when I got pregnant with Miria, I knew in my heart my baby girl was in there! At the gender reveal it was a much needed confirmation for my heart that God is with me and he cares for me.
If you know me well, you know that I have struggled with my faith for many years. God has really used children to show me that I am His child and he cares for me. The fall before I became pregnant with Gideon I sat in the front row of church each Sunday and cried. I am good at hiding my emotions. Probably too good. Turns out Austin didn't even notice. I felt so alone and unseen. I especially felt forgotten by God. I was close to walking away from the faith. Earlier this year one of my good friends had walked away from the faith and while I could feel her pain, I wasn't sure if I believed the same way. I sat on this fence for years. There were many points that I thought I would fall off on the side of atheism or agnosticism, but Jesus is faithful; we have a loving, patient Father God.
Shortly before becoming pregnant with Gideon, I was asked if I wanted to fast and pray with a friend of mine for the month. I said no. She told me that was ok and that she would pray for me. Later that month, I was driving home from an errand and caught a glimpse of the mountains. Seeing the beautiful mountains fills me with a sense of unexplainable peace, every. single. time. While I was coming down the hill, I had this overwhelming feeling of peace (more than normal) and decided to stop fighting with God for a little bit. I was going to stop questioning everything and just believe. A month later I found out I was pregnant. The voyage back to full faith in Jesus Christ as my savior is still ongoing, but I am happy to report that God has been using my kids over and over and over again to show me my weaknesses and show me how He is enough to fill in my insufficiencies!
After updating our home study for the new parameters, we were informed it would be a couple more years before we'd likely receive a match. That turned out to be true. About 2 years after Gideon was born we received a match for a little boy that was just 4 months younger than little G. Much to my delight I was pregnant with Miria but this meant be had to decline the match received for this little boy. Then the pandemic started which would have delayed and frustrated the process for us. I still pray for this little guy and hope that he is with the very best family now!
Miria was born August of 2020, right in the middle of the pandemic (or what we thought would be the middle...) We are so grateful for her and it was good to have a year of not being sick with a newborn. It has been a very hard year though. I wasn't offered as much help as I was with Gideon and having two littles is tough. It has really made me a stronger woman though. I am a better mother for it, even if I feel that I have failed my kids in a lot of ways. I am realizing that every mother fails at something though and we all do our best and love our kids in ways that others never could. I choose to accept the saying "you are the best mother for your kids and that is why God gave you to them." I am going to cling to that as we bring our new daughter home too. God didn't intend for Gideon to have a little brother that is almost his age. He gave Gideon sisters and Miria an older sister.
Our new little girl was born April of 2019 to a mother that was unable to care for her. She was born early with an infection that left her in the hospital for the first month of her life, but God has answered our prayers over her and provided her with a foster family that has loved her and cared for her. She has only known them as her family. They have taken her to their vacation home in the country and her foster sister (20 years old) who was adopted as well, visits and enjoys her. She is the only child in the home and gets to be around peers 1 day a week at daycare. She loves to draw and seems to be mild tempered. We are so eager to meet her in person. We got to have a daily meeting for an hour with her for 5 days through zoom. Normally this would have been in person, but due to the pandemic it wasn't possible for us to travel at this time. Even though the visits were from 1:30-2:40am every morning, they were so precious. The last morning we were saying goodbye she was saying "Ne! Ne!" It was so sweet that she didn't want to say goodbye and I really had to hold back my tears. I knew I wouldn't get to interact with her again until we go to pick her up.
While I am so excited to pick her up, I am also so sad for her. She is about to experience the biggest trauma of her life. I get teary eyed everything I think about it. Out of the ashes comes the beauty. We are excited we get to be her forever family! Gideon and Miria are going to have another sibling to love. Austin and I get to have another daughter. If adding another child is anything like what I think it will be, we are going to have some hard moments. It is going to be worth every struggle and tear though. I look forward to us all bonding, to days at the park in the sunshine, to traveling and exploring our world, to snuggles and movie nights. I look forward to us all being a family together!
The kick off of this holiday season with us together as just a family of 4, has been special. It wasn't expected for us to not host but we had the best family day ever on Thanksgiving. I cannot wait for our other daughter to be with us next year and for us to be able to share her name and pictures! I wish you all peace, happiness and health this holiday season. I also wish you all peace with your creator of whom we celebrate at Christmas. Christ be with you and your families!
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Adoption Update - National Adoption Month
Thursday, October 19, 2017
A Divine Detour
After such a long period of waiting, it was almost surreal how the timing worked out. Looking back now, it's easy for me to see God's hand in everything that led up to the point where we found out we were officially going to be parents. About a year ago, Caitlin and I had struggled with questions about how we could grow our relationships within the local community so that our adopted children would have a stable environment when we brought them home. After several months of much prayer and deliberation, this led us to start visiting local churches in Aurora, even though that meant we would have less time to spend with our dear church community in Parker that we have come to know and love since 2011. This was easily one of the hardest decisions we have ever had to make as a couple, and it led to several draining months at the beginning of this year, as we visited many different churches and questioned the wisdom of what we were doing.
Eventually we decided to visit The Crossing again. This was the first church we had visited on our grand tour since it meets five minutes from our house at Smoky Hill High School. The first time we had visited, there was a swim meet at the high school, and the head pastor was sick, so we watched a John Piper sermon instead, which was a positive theology sign. Apparently it was a bit of an abnormal Sunday even for them. However, we had been welcomed graciously, and the worship was incredible and gospel-centered, so we decided to give them another shot. Our second visit was a little more in line with expectations, and we were encouraged to hear a convicting, gospel-based message, although we still hadn't heard a sermon from the head pastor, Isaac. However, we met him after the service, and he talked us into coming back the following week for Easter, where he guaranteed that he would be speaking. We were also really excited about how involved the church is within the local community. So we came back the next week, and we heard a wonderful, albeit atypical Easter message about how the resurrection shows us that we can believe the Bible is true. During the sermon, Caitlin leaned over and told me "This is where I want to go" and I readily agreed. In the weeks that followed, I was amazed at how quickly we were able to build relationships with our new church family, and each Sunday was an echoing confirmation that we had found our church home. What we didn't know that Easter was that we already had another big change coming. Less than two weeks later, we learned that we were officially going to be parents! The timing could not have been better.
Caitlin told me afterward that she had been praying for months that we would know who our future children would be by Christmas of this year. While she didn't get quite the answer that she was expecting, I don't think it's a coincidence that our baby's due date is December 25th. Praise the Lord!
Fast forward a few months to today. We have found out that we are having a boy, and he's right on schedule. We are so excited to meet our son! We have been overwhelmed by the joy and love he has already been shown, and we can't wait to introduce him to y'all. That's right, I almost got through this whole post without one "y'all", but that would have been an egregious Southern faux pas. We have not heard anything else about our adoption yet, but at this point we'd have to wait until next year to fly to Bulgaria, so it's probably better if we don't get matched until next year. It's going to be really exciting when we get that call though! With that, I am going to sign off. Grace and peace to you, brothers and sisters!
Saturday, May 07, 2016
Our Bulgarian Adoption!
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Freedom From The Second Temptation
I heard not long ago from a man I haven't seen since high school. When asked about his religious beliefs, he simply says he is "an atheist until proven otherwise." I fear sometimes that despite all my Sunday learning I'm the same thing. It's not just that I want to be protected from whatever scares me-- I want to be reassured now that this protection will always be there. I want Christ, but I too often want him as a quantifiable spiritual asset, as something I can always check to be sure of just as I can check my bank account balance or my cholesterol level. I want what God has promised, but I want power of attorney to execute those promises when I determine I need them. That's not what the gospel of Jesus Christ is all about.
What ultimately undoes the pull to self-protection is the cross. Jesus refused to seek the proof of his own protection because he was seeking more than his own protection. He was looking for you, and you weren't on the pinnacle of the temple. You were outside the camp, cut off from the presence of God. Jesus didn't throw himself from the high place for the same reason that a faithful husband doesn't run out of a burning building to call a lawyer to sue the arsonist if he knows his wife is trapped inside. Jesus didn't come to protect himself. He came for the world. He came for the church. He came for you. He bore your reproach, strapped on your curse, carried your exile. This other-directedness freed Jesus to live out a very different life from the cringing, anxiety-filled lives so many of us carry on."
"We don't need to protect our lives because our lives are already crucified. We are, the gospel tells us, "hidden with Christ in God" (Col. 3:3). We can know then, whatever comes at us, "When Christ who is your life appears, then you will also appear with him in glory" (Col 3:4). We can be willing then to lose our lives, our reputations, and our arguments because we can't hold on to anything by our cunning strategies anyway. In the long run we're all dead, and in the longer run we're all raised from the dead. There's a freedom that comes from seeing that."
-Excerpts from Tempted and Tried by Russell D. Moore
Tuesday, October 09, 2012
Foolish Power
- 1 Corinthians 1:18