Saturday, March 30, 2013

Thee Post

This is it! This is thee post that we have all been waiting for!! We got a referral on Thursday March 21st at 5:08 for a 6 month old baby girl. She is so beautiful. She has curly hair, and the most beautiful eyelashes, and some long legs :) I'm telling you, she is amazing. It is truly amazing to see how and why God had us waiting.

First I'll tell you the story of our referral day. Early that week, Kyle and I talked about paying the rest of our referral fee, so it was one less thing we would have to do later, and it was something that we felt like we could actually do for our daughter. I had called the agency that morning to ask if I could do it over the phone, but realized quickly it was much more expensive. I was also able to talk with the secretary who was so encouraging to me personally. When I got off the phone, I sent in our referral check. (Having no idea we were getting a referral that day)

Early that afternoon I had reached out to our agency asking for some advice for Kyle and I to encourage each other. I had been encouraged myself that day, but I wanted some ways to encourage Kyle as well. I received an email quickly saying, call me. I called and all he said was to keep my phone close. So, I did.

My phone rang at 5:08 and my hands were full of stuff, I dropped it all and answered. They told me to get Kyle on the phone. Kyle was of course in Cincinnati that day, but I began to call him. I called a couple times, then I text him that it was our day and he needed to leave his meeting and answer the phone. Still no answer... I ended up calling his bosses house and getting his cell phone number from his wife, ha! I was desperate. He had stepped out of the office he was working in without his phone for probably 12 minutes and I had called 13 times and text him about 8 times. As he was walking by that office he noticed his phone was lit up and finally answered!! :)

We were finally on the phone and then we conferenced in our agency, except that their phone was busy for about 3 minutes. There were 3 people on the call and you could tell how excited they were for us. She quickly sent me the email with her information and her picture, I forwarded it onto Kyle before opening it and we opened it at the same time. Before we saw the picture even the coordinator on the phone was talking about how cute and pretty she was!

We opened that picture and we were instantly in love. The coordinator was talking, but we weren't listening. We were staring at our beautiful little girl who had finally found us.

Once we hung up with our agency Kyle and I had a wonderful moment together on the phone and just talked about her. We also realized that neither one of us were listening to what the coordinator was saying hah, so we decided to call back another day and get all the information needed.

We started calling our family and our friends and were just over the moon excited. It was a thrilling day to say the least.

There are a lot of next steps, but I will post another day with all of that. The one thing I can tell you is that there is no definite answer on when we will get to travel but we are hoping its soon!

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Proud of My Scars

Happy March friends!!

I seriously can't believe how quickly this year has gone by so far. Most of my Feb was recovering and healing, so maybe that's why it feels like it has gone by so quickly. I'm healing well I think. I get tired still after a day of work (half days) but I think that's to be expected. It was so good for me to get back into work and get out of the house a bit to be honest. I have been sitting around and just thinking about our sweet girl with no news. (It will come though!)

My medicine was making my vision blurry for a little while, so I wasn't able to read but had lots of time to think. There were good days for that and some days I shouldn't have been thinking too much. There are times I can be my own worst enemy. There were days I regretted having this surgery, I felt like a burden to Kyle, and I felt like I was letting down my family. I know none of this is true and Satan was working really hard on me when he had the chance. There were days I felt like he won because of how I was feeling about this whole thing. One day in particular I felt like I let my family down having this surgery done because it is so final that we will never have biological kids. This was out of the questions regardless, but that was it, it was over and done with. I felt awful about this. No one thinks that will happen to them or anyone in their family , but it does sometimes. It happened to us. But.... WE ARE CALLED TO ADOPT and God has proved to us we are doing the right thing just by the support of our family alone. Not only our family but all of our friends and people we meet that are so intrigued and ask questions and tell us they are praying for us.

 I want nothing more than to call my family and tell them this is their "call" but I haven't had that opportunity yet. I know I WILL get that chance and let me tell you I cannot wait!!! :) There is nothing this momma bear can do right now to make things go quicker and that is a tough place to be in. However, I did have this surgery now and that is something I could control and do for our daughter. It would have been really difficult to do this when she was home and try to rest. I'm thankful that we did do it this early. I'm now going to be feeling better and have a better life because of it. I won't be in too much pain to play with my little girl, and now can say "yes" no matter when she asks me to play. :)

While laying on the couch I was getting down about the scars I've gotten over the last 2 years, but today as I removed the last piece of glue on my body covering my scars I decided to be proud. If our sweet girl asks what those are from I can tell her it was to help mommy feel better and have so much fun with you. I will stand proud of those scars and thankful that God took us down that path even if it seemed scary at the time. Its funny how God can make you proud of little things like this. I think about how proud God must have felt for those scars on Jesus' hands and feet. Because of His scars, our scars our healed, in our hearts and on our bodies. How blessed are we?

Healed and Hopeful today,
Megan