Now that the dust has settled a little, I thought I’d take the opportunity to write out a little more of how we got to where we were since it was a little bit of a whirlwind.
We’re still eager to see how God will continue to write this story, but the journey so far has been nothing short of thrilling. Especially when considering all of the details that were worked out and surely couldn’t be chalked up to just “coincidence”.
Our first adoption match felt so chaotic… Which just had me feeling a little stumped as I thought about how intentional God had been in leading us to make the leap into the world of domestic infant adoption.
Nothing seemed quite right… if we’re being honest I felt like the expectant mother could’ve just shuffled the deck of profiles and blindly selected us and said “sure, them!” No real rhyme or reason behind the decision, and no evidence that a lot of thought was used in the process. And I really struggled with that for a long time.
Several times I had to have my own heart-check moment.
Was I in this for the right reason?
Do I need validation from an expectant mother? Or is validation from God enough?
Maybe, likely even, this decision had nothing to do with me… and that’s OKAY!
All that to say, there sure didn’t seem to be any intentionality behind the first match.
Out of the Chaos is Confidence
When our first adoption match failed it was as if God spoke right to me “I am working out something good, just trust me.”
Guys, God has worked out something (and is continuing to work out something) good.
God in the numbers.
The due date for our first adoption match was June 4. And on June 4 we received the news that our birth mom was either going into labor that night or being induced in the morning.
Even crazier: Elizabeth’s due date was June 15. A friend pointed out to me on the day we drove down to bring Elizabeth home that Zach and I officially made the decision to pursue adoption on September 8, 2019. Well, if you were to put that date into a pregnancy due date calculator… guess what that due date would have been? You guessed it: June 15.
And now I’m sitting here writing this blog post with my daughter Elizabeth all snuggled up to my chest in her wrap carrier. I think I still need to be pinched, because it just doesn’t all feel quite real yet.
I’ve had some people ask, so I want to just clear this up. While I do plan to keep this blog updated, I only plan to update as it pertains to adoption. That is, I don’t intend to use this public blog as a means to update anyone on Elizabeth’s growing up or development.
I will by all means keep updating, as appropriate, on how God continues to write out our open adoption story.
Growing A to Z 
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