In the month of December I’m going to be featuring some very special stories. Stories with some beautiful and courageous families. I hope you will join me every Thursday (and some Tuesdays!) for a new series.
Today I’m excited to share with you Kelly’s story. Kelly and her husband are parents to TWO adorable little boys. They are only six months apart. How might you ask? Let me share her story with you…..
My story is very long and full of ups and downs, just like many others. It was a lot of no’s and almosts and what if’s. But then in a miraculous year it was a lot of yes’s and ready or not’s. After ten years of heart ache, I didn’t even know how ready I was for my year of yes’s.
My husband Will and I have been married since 2004. We were married young and dreamed of having kids and a pretty normal future. But that is not how it played out. I never thought we would be the ones who would be “different.” The ones that struggled. But we were.
My infertility came with many diagnoses, many appointments, many months ending in tears. I was able to conceive 3 times over those first 10 years. But each time my dreams were shattered by miscarriage. After my third miscarriage I had this wonderful moment with God. I was laying in bed two weeks after still not physically feeling well and laying there in my tears. It was then that I felt God gave me a beautiful message of peace. His love was all around me and He let me know that He was proud of me. He was proud of my strong desire to be a mother. He was proud of me for trying and giving it everything I had. But then He said it was okay to let go. It was time to let go. I don’t think I could have moved forward without such a profound moment.
So we decided to put kids on the back burner. We decided to move on for a time and focus on other things. It was wonderful to be honest, those months of no worrying, no appointments, no pregnancy tests, or looming heart break. We were simply just us again. But God had something on the way.
Six months later I was perusing Facebook, when a video came up on my news feed. It was called “Gloriously Ruined.” I passed by it but felt I needed to go back. I watched the video in tears. I knew in that moment we were meant to adopt. So, when my husband got home I told him that is what I felt like we should do. He acted relieved and was totally on board, which was unusual for us and our decision making. He admitted that he felt like we should do adoption for years. I asked why he didn’t speak up, and in his husbandly wisdom he said, “Because I knew you had to get there on your own.” He was so right.
We began to save and prepare. We studied and prayed. It was a lot of decisions over the next 9 months ? (very convenient number wouldn’t you say?) Once the decision to adopt was made, miracle after miracle began to happen for us. The money came, the perfect consultant was available, our home study went well, and then we were active. In a miraculous 6 weeks we went from hopeful to full on parents. Our little Rockwell was placed in our arms after being active for only six weeks and 9 months after we had decided on a adoption. There were miracles in every step of our journey to him. Too many to write down.
If you want to read our journey to him in more detail, check out my Instagram @lovethenrepeat.
Little did we know that the Lord was not done with us yet. Almost a year later, I was on Facebook yet again (I may or may not have a social media addiction). A little boy, six months old, came across my feed. A picture of him and he needed a family, like now. We were not ready at all this time. No 9 months to prepare. But I knew he was meant to be with us from the first moment I saw his picture. So, we said yes. We felt the Lord saying jump, and we said how high. Well my friends, He said really high! In 24 hours of seeing his picture, we presented, were matched, and we were told to go pick him up. We brought our little Maxwell home in 24 hours, he had his brother beat! The emotions were big that day. Oh my! Our life changed something huge in that one day! I was now mother to two little boys six months apart in age.
Since then we have settled into a beautiful life as a family of four. My husband swears that his hand is broken from signing any more adoption documents the rest of his life (but I think we need a little girl?, don’t you?)
And lastly, I am forever changed by my experience from the sadness of infertility into this beautiful world of adoption. It is not perfect, there are times when I am reminded of the suckiness of my infertility and everything that comes along with it. Adoption isn’t easy and is not for the faint of heart. And don’t even get me started on motherhood. But what I do know is that every second has been worth it. Every no makes so much more sense now that I have my yes’s. I am thankful for a wonderful brilliant God who knows the perfect timing and perfect little boys who are meant to sit on my lap. It is because of this that I know He loves me something fierce.
For more details on my story, follow me on Instagram @lovethenrepeat
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