I love fall. I love October, but I was awake until 2 a.m. this past week praying and crying. This was also the month that #3’s sister was born. The month we drove up to Wisconsin 2 times within a few days. The month we met that brown eyed beauty then said good bye. I realized this past week that I’ve held a lot of bitterness about this situation.
$55,000. That’s how much we spent within two years for 2 adoptions. (Don’t come telling me how crazy we are. I see y’all with your Razors and boats and that’s not our thing). It wouldn’t have been possible without allllll the people that donated and bought from our fundraisers.
During the month of October this all comes to surface and is often in the forefront of my mind. This past week, however; I had some clarity given to me.
- We adopted #3 not wanting a 4th child after her.
-We received a call when she was 6 months old that she had a full biological sibling on the way. We knew how rare it was for adopted children to have an opportunity to end up with full biological siblings. (We were secretly hoping it would be a boy).
-Went up to bring baby girl home with us.
-Left Wisconsin empty handed and heavy hearted.
-Realized we did want to add a fourth to our family after going through that. (Once the heartbreak lessened).
-Started foster care (I think $55,000 is our limit on adoption expenses).
-Got to love on (and still do) the sweetest, little love who needed extra attention at the beginning of his life that we were able to give him
-Added the 4th child.
All of these steps (and years) happened because there would be a boy (yay!) born on August 2nd, 2019 who would join our family forever. If we never pursued #3’s sister we wouldn’t have wanted a 4th.
Don’t forget that just because you can’t always see God’s plan doesn’t mean there isn’t one. He sees the entire picture whereas we see only what’s in front of us.