It happened the moment I chunked the contraceptives in the trash can. My body went bonkers. Irregular periods. Weight gain. Acne. Facial hair. Lots and lots of tears. And one negative pregnancy test after another. I never experienced a single one of these symptoms prior to using birth control. I could tell you exactly when aunt flow would visit and she was never late. After several rounds of blood work and a sonogram of my ovaries, my doctor confirmed that I had PCOS. Polycystic Continue Reading
What I Want You to Know About Open Adoption {Guest Post at Soli Deo Gloria Sisterhood}
One of the questions I get asked a lot as an adoptive mama, is if we keep in touch with Jackson's birth mom. The answer is yes. I send photos and letters to her, we chat on the phone every now and then, and she even read my book (which I was really nervous about!). When we started the adoption process I never dreamed we'd have a semi-open adoption. The thought of having a relationship with a birth mother scared me. But God had a different plan. He has taught me so much through my relationship Continue Reading
Bonded By Adoption
The pictures say it all. Words really aren't needed. You can just tell there's a special bond between these two. It surpasses biology and skin color. They were prayed for by their mamas long before we knew who they were. And after months of waiting and praying they were born one short month apart. They are forever bonded by adoption. And my prayer for these two crazies: That they will always know how much they were wanted. How much they are Continue Reading
Five Minute Friday {Bloom}
The publishers all said my book idea wouldn't reach a big enough audience. Why would anyone who wasn't struggling with infertility or pursuing adoption care about our story? But He was asking me to write it. Maybe not for thousands, but for the one or two who needed hope. Our story goes deeper than my desire to be a mother. It's about a Savior. Faith and fears. It's about letting go. Heartache and healing. Since my book released last fall there have been times when I have felt Continue Reading
This Is Our Family….
Biology and blood didn't make us a family. And our skin doesn't quiet match. He turns mocha the moment the sun kisses his skin. The sun turns his daddy the color of a lobster. His hair is dark like midnight. His dad's rusty like autumn leaves. But people say he has my eyes. He didn't grow in my belly, but my heart nearly exploded in those months leading up to his birth. The love grew and grew and grew. He was mine and I was his long before I held him in my Continue Reading