Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Ready to move on..

and finally we can!

This has been a rough road for us. Several months ago when we first decided that it was time to pursue adoption, our first goal was to buy our first home. We were down sizing to save money, I know, and adding two kids, sounds crazy. LOL We have always rented and it was time to buy. We found an awesome house in our area, 5 bedrooms, plenty of room for our 2 waiting on us ;) We made an offer and the journey began. Days before closing we were informed that our mortgage lady messed up our credit by a string of events. Needless to say, we had to move out of the house were were renting (new tenants were moving in) and moved into a house that our church owns, while the credit bureau worked to straighten it all out. Obviously we changed mortgage companies and started again. Now, 3 months later we have closed on our house and are moving in after the 1st of the year. Yay!! So, step one is over!!! So glad we can move on.

Now we can focus on saving and raising money to get the adoption going. Keep us in your prayers!

Thursday, December 1, 2011


The other day after a very hard day, a very discouraging day, I came home and went to bed. I was weary and tired. I drifted off to sleep and had one of the most vivid dreams that I have ever had. I don't know that it was from God, but I kinda feel like it was. Just encouragement if nothing else. A reminder that something good is coming. Here was my dream.

I was at work, JCPenney, and we were all dressed in our Christmas shirts and up at the jewelry counter. The manager, my boss, called us up there for a Christmas party. It was all of us employees and a bunch of kids, a bunch of African kids to be exact. They were all playing and laughing, except one, she was sitting on the jewelry counter, all by herself. She looked sad and alone, and almost like she was different than the other kids, maybe like she had an illness. And before it started he said he wanted to make an announcement. He said that he knew that we all had heard of the Angel tree but he wanted us to do something different, he wanted us to pick out an angel to adopt but this time we don't just buy them gifts, we actually adopt them. Immediately I was thrilled. Everyone started scurrying around trying to pick out the friendliest and cutest kid, I was drawn to the little girl on the counter. I went straight to her. She wouldn't even look at me in the face. She looked so pitiful. My heart hurt for her. I tried talking to her, but she wouldn't let me. She was very resistant. Even crying when I tried to hold her. But by the end of the night, she was sitting on my lap, asleep against my chest.

And that was when I woke up. I don't know if God was giving me a vision of our little girl, or if that dream was just a little encouragement about our adoption and the wait. But, I wouldn't be surprised if its not the last time I see that little face.

Can't wait!

I'm sitting at the Gardendale parade, watching my 3 kids laugh and scream for candy. People are talking, horns are honking, the bands are playing....and all I can think about are my babies in Africa. I can't wait. My eyes filled with tears with anticipation of having them there, with me, with their family.

I know to some this seems crazy. Maybe even weird. But it is so real in me. The longing I have for them is deep with in. And even though I do not yet know who my babies are, I love them. I long to hold them. We are still at least 18 months away from bringing them home.... and I can't wait. Love Real Big!!