If you are just joining our new story, read part one here.
After we got back from Ethiopia, we often talked about our kids and where they lived and how we loved our time there. But soon we were distracted with other adventures. We went to Ethiopia in March of 2008 and that fall we went on our long overdue honeymoon to Hawaii. As soon as we got back from Hawaii, we began working on our next adventure: parenthood. By the following March, we were pregnant with our little peanut!
I didn't have the easiest of pregnancies. I didn't have any weird complications, but I had ALL of the normal ones: morning sickness, swollen everything, food aversions, heartburn, etc. You name it, I had it. Plus, Lila gave me a run for my money her first year with her
So I wasn't all that pumped about going through all that again so soon. But I knew I wanted Lila to have a sibling close-ish in age so we settled on trying for our second when Lila was almost two (as in Fall of 2011, as in THIS Fall).
Let's back up a bit, though because a very significant part of our story happened last Fall. If you've been reading our blog, you will know our friends Matt and Molly's story. (To read the story, click on the picture of that cute little dimpled child on the right.) When we got the news that Matt and Molly had lost the Supreme Court appeal that would have finally ended the 2.5 year-long battle to finalize the adoption of their daughter, Waverley, I was wrecked. Theres's really no other word for it. I thought about it night and day. I couldn't sleep. I would stay up until all hours of the morning praying and begging God to step in and change things. I began to tell their story on this blog and ask you to join me in those prayers.
In the midst of all this, I started to wonder why exactly I was so torn up about this tragedy. Not because the situation didn't deserve that reaction, but because of my proximity to Matt and Molly. We are friends, but not close friends. Our circles interconnect in many places, but I wouldn't say we are in one another's inner circles. And after all, there have been many terrible things I have heard about, said a prayer and moved on. But Waverley's story was different.
So I began to ask myself why it was different.
Was it because I was a mom and I could sympathize with Molly's heartbreak over losing her baby girl?
Was it because this tragedy was unearthing an unknown fear of losing Lila suddenly?
Or was it because God was doing something?
Was God using Matt and Molly's story to affect change in my own?
Check back tomorrow for part three!