Good morning, good people. With the odds stacked against me and my back against the wall, my instinctive reflex was to look up.
The fertility journey had us broke in more ways than one and we had reached the end of our efforts. The endometriosis was aggressive even after three procedures.
The fertility procedures were ineffective, emotionally and financially drained we were left hopeless, gut wrenched and crushed.
Our beautiful home was put on the market and was sold in a matter of weeks. We returned to our family home to begin again. There is nothing wrong in starting over. Nothing wrong with new beginnings.
Sometimes this very moment brings the perspective and honesty to make the most radical decisions. We toyed with the thought of adoption until it was no longer a thought but a jump into the absolute whirl pool of swift decisions.
We were literally given twenty four hours to decide and prepare for Ziva’s buoyant entrance into our lives.
Our intent at this point was to follow the will of God. The goal was surrender and please Him. So it seamlessly fell into place as this process began. Contrary to popular trends Ziva was us within two days of her birth and her adoption finalized within ninety days of her coming home. That right there is the miracle we longed for.
Her story was one of life or death as with most unknown and unwanted pregnancies. She would have been abandoned had we not gone to the hospital that day. Does this make us heroes? Absolutely not. A resounding no. If anything this experience humbles you under the mighty hand of God. To be entrusted with a life of another’s in this way brings accountability on a different level.
There were a few hurdles to overcome, we didn’t have the luxury of nine months to prepare. Our decision was thrust upon and graciously accepted by our families which was the most important thing to us. We had two days to prepare a nursery. With the help of those around us we had it done prior to her arrival that crisp Tuesday morning.
The adventure has not stopped. The thrill of parenting and loving this child we prayed for has not waned. Each day, each week, each year, most conversations and each lesson continues this wonderful adventure called adoption. ❤
We live in love. Love always…