My youngest is almost 4 and is constantly talking about being a big sister which doesn’t help at all, she says she wants a little sister and is very earnest about it all.  Then there is my oldest daughter who is 20 and every time I say I have a surprise to share she freaks and says “Please tell me you aren’t pregnant?”  !!!  I think she thinks I am just too old!   I know someday she will get married and hopefully have a family of her own, and I am all for that but I think I can be a grandma and a mom at the same time…..can’t I?  In all fairness I am a little sad that my little one is so much younger than her siblings, I would love for her to have a brother or sister (as is her want) that is closer to her in age.

This leads me to think of possibly adopting a child that is a few years younger than our little one.  I know there are lots of children out there that need a family and maybe that’s our families way to grow a bit without putting the “old” mommy through the ordeal of childbirth.  We have talked about it but haven’t really moved on the idea at all.  I think for me, as I have done some research, it is a bit over-whelming.  Where to start?  What is the best way to proceed?  Do we try and go international or do we stay local and go through the Foster Care system? How will it affect my children?  Will I be able to love this child as my own?   So many questions.

I guess in the meantime I will keep praying about it and see what God says, and of course hope for an answer that is clear and concise!  I know that sometimes our wants and desires aren’t what God has for us and I am OK with that.  If pursuing adoption is something He has in mind for our family I know that He will open the doors for that to happen.

**** Since I drafted this post (started writing this on March 3rd!) my hubby has been asking and suggesting that I go ahead and check out what we need to do to become Foster parents…..so, with that, as soon as my dad is in recovery from his upcoming surgery, I will be heading  down the road to DSHS and start that process…****( My husband’s blessing is a huge answer to prayer for me and I feel the doors opening!!!!!!!)

If you have been through the adoption process or are currently a Foster parent I would love to hear your stories as well and any feedback you can give would be welcome and appreciated OR if you have just felt broody when you held a new baby please do tell….. 

Blessings!
Grace

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When I finally got to see the new doctor we had a plan, some tests on both of us and then we’d get to try again so, after 2 possibly 3 miscarriages we were finally pregnant again, my due date was Valentine’s Day, counting every day and week I made it through the first 12 weeks without a problem!!! Then I just kept track of the weeks and months as they passed,  it was just a very nervous ENTIRE 9 months!  It just was hard to relax and really enjoy the pregnancy.  Every odd pain and strain freaked me out but the doctor and his nurses were wonderful to me! (Except when he said I had to stop having Frosty’s at Wendy’s ! as I gained like 7 lbs in one month or something! I wasn’t eating Frosty’s…honest!!!)

I awoke on Valentine’s day,  and felt a bit funny but went to work anyway.  I had an appointment that day as it was my due date.  After calling they told me to come down early, feeling sure that what ever I was feeling would stop by the time I made the 35 mile trip to the doctor.  Armed with my clock and a note pad I drove my Suzuki Samari down to the Doctor’s office.  After the exam he said, “Well, its a early doors but by tomorrow you will be a mommy so I don’t want you to go home.”   So I made some calls and headed for the hospital via Bi-Mart where I stopped to pick up a comb and brush set for my new little one!

Checking into the hospital in the early afternoon, the doctor told them I was in early labor so to put me in a room and not to fuss too much as I probably wouldn’t deliver before the next day!  My parents arrived about 6PM and by then the pains were starting to get uncomfortable.  The nurses had for the most part left us alone but one strolled in about 9PM just to check in and see how I was doing……and she said “Oh my!, you are ready to deliver. we better get you moved!”
They moved me to a birthing room and I got to listen to my mom and my now ex-husband fight over what was going to be on the TV!!! (Thinking, hmmm, trying to have a baby here!!!)  I was then determined this little one was going to be born on Valentine’s day!!  My Mom and Dad left the room when I started to push and at about 11:37PM our daughter was born!!  My parents were lost in the hospital by this time, no one knew where they had gone and Daddy was holding our little one as I had had some complications delivering the placenta and had hemorrhaged again.  So, it wasn’t a wonderful bonding experience but I was happy she was healthy and perfect never mind what was happening to me!

They finally poured me into a wheel chair and moved me to a room, got a blood transfusion set up and brought the baby in.  Feeling totally wiped out they let me sleep a bit but still woke me up to feed her which was great!  I think by then my mom and dad were finally located and a bit frantic but happy as well!

I was just so amazed at this perfect little person that I had just given birth to!  She was wide eyed and just beautiful! It was just an amazing thing!

Well, this Valentine’s day my baby turned 20 years old, she is still amazing and has grown into a beautiful young woman and I thank God for her every day!  All the family got together to celebrate as we do and we had a wonderful time! She is truly my Valentine and will be for as long as I live!

I hope you all had a Valentine’s Day to remember, I did!

Grace

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