For those of you who have been waiting on this post – please forgive the long delay. It turns out that having “sort of twins” is a lot busier than I anticipated!
As I sit down to (finally) write this post, I am once again in awe of The Lord’s timing and of His perfect plan. My last post, on February 21, told the chapter of our story where we lost another baby and were waiting to see what our Father had in store for us. He had provided the funds for a second baby, we had done the paperwork, and we were ready to wait while another birthmother flipped through the pages of our profile, making the decision over which family would raise her child. Little did we know that our sweet son would be born the very next day – a little boy that no one on earth knew was coming, but that God had already made a home for in our hearts and in our life.
He was born the very next day...how amazing it is for me to see how God has written every single detail in this story!
We didn’t actually find out about J until a month after he was born because of his unique situation and the laws surrounding it. We were going about our lives soaking up every moment with S, updating adoption paperwork since we were now a family of three, and waiting for something to happen to make us a family of four. In late March I received a call while some very close friends were visiting. I remember very vividly sitting on the floor watching S play when my phone rang and my heart jumped as it always did when the agency called. The agency worker told me that they needed our updated paperwork overnighted from our home study agency right away because they had a little boy who was ready to join our family if we were ready to take him. A little boy! We were ready for a little boy last July (almost a year exactly from this writing to be exact) and yet that child didn’t come home with us. Now, we were ready for two little girls but God had planned all along that we would have one of each. I cried. I still had clothes that I bought last summer that I had not been able to bring myself to take back and God was going to allow me to use them for our son after all. Such a small thing, but oh, what a big thing it was to me! Just another reassurance that every single bit of our journey has been part of His perfect plan.
A week and two days – that was the amount of time we had between finding out about J and bringing him home. These days were filled with changed plans, lots of packing and scrambling around trying to find a place to stay (the end result being a miracle on its own!). It continued to hit me how little time (relatively speaking) we had and yet how long those days felt. It is hard to wait even 9 days when you are waiting to meet your already born son!
I mentioned at the beginning that J was a little boy that “no one on earth knew was coming” and I am sure that some of you thought I was
crazy being a bit dramatic. The fact of the matter is though, (as hard as it is for me to believe sometimes) that is the truth. His birthmom reportedly went to the hospital complaining of stomach pains and had no idea she was pregnant – much less in labor! When she found out that he was coming she told them that she couldn’t take him and that they would need to find him a home. Our agency picked him up from the hospital and he stayed with a cradle care family while they waited the legally required 30 days to see if the birthmom would come back for him. (What a blessing it was to meet his cradle care family! To know that he was cared for, loved on, prayed over, and adored while he was waiting for us was an answer to prayer that I didn’t even know I was praying!)
Because he was not legally available for adoption until the 30 days had passed, we didn’t even know he was here until he was already a month old. No one expected him, no one was waiting for info about his arrival, no earthly family was fighting for him – but he had a Heavenly Father who had already laid out every detail to give J a “forever family” in our home.
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.”
When the agency called us they said they had known he was our baby boy since the day he was born – they just couldn’t tell us yet. You see, we were one of a very few families that were in a position to drop everything to come and get a baby who was left in a situation like J’s – and the only family on that list that was ok with any race. Had The Lord not prepared us for two babies, walked us through another “loss”, and allowed us to still be on that list – our son could still be without a forever family and we would be missing out on the wonderful blessing that this precious boy is to us.
S and J are seven weeks apart so we are busy figuring life out with our “almost twins” (and getting to answer lots of questions in the grocery store!) and loving every day. I can say without a doubt that Andrew and I could not love these children more if I had given birth to them and they are the perfect addition to our family. His story and His ways are perfect – I know that now more than ever before.