Divine Intervention

Well, here it goes, my first attempt at blogging!  I've wanted to do a blog of some sort and why not about our adoption journey!

So for those of you who don't know, I have wanted to adopt for years.  I was initially inspired by my sisters journey to her daughter Tali, who is now 7.  I was so utterly impressed by her selfishness of not needing to bear another child, and pursue giving a child in need a home (she has a bio daughter Addie who is 12).  I LOVE these girlies!!!   I have always been so humbled looking into Tali's eyes, and knowing what a life she would have had in Guatemala, as a Mayan child, born into severe poverty.  What a blessing for all of us!!    Through my sister I have met many other adoptive families who has shown me the love and selfishness of adopting.  We have friends with domestically adoptive children, and other countries such as Russia, China, Korea, and many other countries.  I have been inspired by all there journeys.

My husband and I have been blessed with 3 amazing boys.  I have been lucky enough to be home with them full time to part time.  Parker is 13years.  He is tall, dark, and handsome!!  He is a kind and gentle sole.  He is a great runner and biker, and is working on Eagle scout.  He is very mature for his age, extremely smart, and also loves to read, especially his Car and Driver magazine.  He by age 1 loved MatchBox cars, that has turned into a love of learning about engines, and the engineering of cars.  He has moved onto loving real live cars that cost 100K-a million.  Cian is 11years.  He is my sensitive one!!  He has the best smile with a left sided dimple (same as my dads!), and big brown eyes.   He loves art, drawing (like his other Grampy) and loves to destroy and take things apart.  He has dismantled every Nerf gun in the house, and then successfully put them back together.  He is very funny, always giggling in the corner.  He is mildly shy, hates to be the center of attention, but usually is the culprit behind what he and the #3 son have come up with.   He LOVEs duct tape, and makes all kinds of cool stuff out of it.  He has covered our Cedarworks play set with it,  along with the blue painters tape and black electrical tape.  Sam is 8 years and he is our commedian.  as I type this he is in the back yard playing a bucket drum singing at the top of his lungs.  Thats Sam.  He has always been so funny and smiling!!  We just (when he's getting his own way) love his spirit!!  He lives life at full throddle, playing hard and crashing hard.  He will sure to get everything he wants in life.  What I love about him is that when he wants to learn something new, he practice about 300 times in a row.  Recently we were at the beach and I think he rode about 100 waves.  And the other day at my mom's, Addie brought her skate board, and he went flying by the house about 100 times.  He was out in the yard the other day swinging a golf club, another 100 times.  He is so goofy and from the time he could dress himself would find a dress of my nieces and dance for us.  With heels...and a boa...and lipstick.  hehe.  But he playes lacrosse, football, skis.  List goes on.   Anyway I just love the ages of my kids now.  We have so much fun.  They crack me up!!!


So the adoption.  For those of you who are blessed to know me, (oh and I'm going to warn you now that I write with dry humour) know how much I NEED a girl.  This comes from deep within.  I just dont know.  Maybe it was being raised with 4 girls under one roof (plus mom) who all have daughters.  I am a feminist for sure, so maybe that's it?  My fem friends have always said how lucky my boys are to have me!!  I have read a lot of other blogs, mainly Christan based one, and they all say God lead them down this path.  Now I would probably call myself agnostic, I am very spiritual, pray all the time, daily,  but I'm not big on organized religion.  Now don't get me wrong, if you know me you also know how much of a Geek I am.  I have taken comparative religion course as an undergrad and have take courses on Judaism and Islam, and was raised Methodist.  So I get it all.  I have read the WHOLE Bible.  And I have come to believe that our path is to adopt.  I'm sure God and my spiritualism has so much to do with it.  I believe in kindness of the human spirit, charity toward others, and love. I believe that we have a gift that we can give to a child in need.  Simply that.   So I'm sorry If I don't know all the bible verses to put with this, but I do believe God has a plan for all of us. 

Ok, having said all that I DO believe in divine intervention.   I have discussed (pleaded, tormented, bugged whatever you want to call it) my great husband Joe for years about adopting.  When Sam turned 3, we hit a breaking point.  His was the most lovely, spirited, baby for sure.  He was so determined to get what he wanted and let us know what he didn't like, that he screamed....alot.  All the time actually.  SO Joe very willingly made the Uro apt and that was that.   I didn't give it a second thought, until Sam went into kindergarden, then those Mama hormones kicked in.  I thought about it cocnstanlty.   What if I didn't ever have a daughter?  Would I regret it when I'm 80?  I have such a great relationship with my Mother, and Grandmother, I selfishly wanted that for myself.  Who was going to take care of me when I'm old an gray (and please again I'm writing this with a little btw).  Who was I going to shop with?  But in all seriousness I yearned for a daughter for whatever reason.  I always wanted a big family, and put together the fact that I really wanted to adopt, I wanted a daughter!   

A few months ago I was walking through my kids school, really in tears regarding this topic (long story short).  As I was trying to wipe away the tears, someone tugged on my shirt.  It was Sophie, a dear friends daughter, adopted at age 4 from China.  She knew me more I think because I have been the school nurse at times, and her knee down prosthesis was needing some adjustment, so she stopped and asked me to help, and I did.  Yes, I believe God was trying to send me a message. And so the story goes.....

the boys the other day overlooking Bear Notch