My motherhood journey - not what I expected!

Hello everyone, I hope this post finds you healthy and blessed. Last post ended with our daughter being born... Now, let's go back to that day, how we managed to get through it and wait two full days before the birthmom consented to the adoption. The day our daughter was born was exciting and scary at the same time. My husband and I decided to fill our day with errands. Anything to just keep us busy. Yet, no matter how hard we kept busy, it was hard not to think about it. We both kept checking our phones constantly. Later in the day, we visited friends who graciously gave us some baby items. As I was catching up with our friend, my husband received a call and left the room. He came back quickly and said:"We have to go." ... and so, we left. In the car, he let me know that our daughter was born, that she was okay and healthy and now, we had to wait... We had to wait two full days to know if she would be ours. We had already waited so long to be parents, another two days wo

Hello everyone, I hope this post finds you healthy and blessed. Everyone has a story - dating story, engagement story, wedding story, loss, adoption and any story related to an important life event. For this reason, I have decided to start a six-part series on our adoption journey. The posts will recount the events that took place before and after bringing our children home. As a disclaimer, this is our story and it may look very different from yours or the story you have heard from a friend. So, let's begin! In 2017, we received our Green Card. For those of you who are not familiar with this, it is essentially a government issued document that provides you with permanent resident status in a country. As Canadians living in the United States, this Green Card - who is actually green - you need this to work in the country. In our case, we also needed it to allow us to proceed with an adoption. I will never forget the day it arrived in our mail box. I, literally, ran back to our home

Hello everyone, I hope this post finds you healthy and blessed. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine texted me and asked for prayers. She and her husband found out a family member was pregnant. They were happy for her, but being infertile, their hearts were aching inside. An ache I knew and still know so well. Today, I want to share some thoughts with those who read my posts and are infertile. No matter where you are in your infertility journey: just finding out, going through it or have lived with it for years, the pain is always present.  I would first like to extend my heart and prayers to all of you who ache for a child. That longing lodges itself so deep inside and hurts each time we are reminded of it. It will lie dormant for a while, and resurface when you least expect it or need to be reminded of it. You need to know that even though that longing will never dissipate, it will get better - I promise you that! Trust me. Then, I wish to tell you that you are not alone. Even if all yo

Hello everyone, I hope this post finds you healthy and blessed. No posts went up this week - it was a much needed time away from work and I chose to spend most of my time with my husband and children. Posts will be back next week - and look out in May - I am starting a new project and I hope you can follow me along this new journey! Until my next post, be still in waiting. SM

Hello everyone, I pray this post finds you healthy and feeling blessed. A few years back, I was at a coffee shop with a friend. She was going through infertility issues and wanted to meet with me. During our conversation, she was surprised I was still bothered by my infertility even though we now had children - via adoption.  It then clicked in my mind that infertility never leaves you - it stays with you always. What does leave you is the constant sadness and feeling of being broken. But to think that my children have removed my infertility would be a false misconception. So, am I over my infertility? Honestly, not at all! Pregnancy announcements still bother me - not as much, but they still do. Hearing that someone got pregnant after their surgery will bother me. Seeing my in-laws get pregnant together will bother me.  However, it no longer bothers me as much or as long as it used to. Within a few minutes, I am overwhelming happy and start adding them to my "Expectant Mom"

Hello everyone, I hope this post finds you healthy and blessed. I have a three, almost two and a one year old. We were very blessed at each adoption process and were matched with a birthmom fairly quickly. As such, we adopted three children within twenty-six months. Was it planned? Not at all! And before you ask, let me say that for each of them, we never hesitated and welcomed them in our home, without any reservations. Was it challenging? Obviously, it was! I would be lying if I said it was all rosy and perfect. When we adopted our oldest son, it was very rough with our daughter - who happened to be in the middle of teething - and each day, it was a mix of screaming matches and tantrums. But, it passed and we got some help because my mental health was taking a huge hit. When it came to adopting our youngest son, it was challenging. We had a two year old, an almost one year and a premiee. The challenge was not so much having another child, but the tragic reality that we were at the be