Our Love Story

This has been a really tough week in this house for so many reasons. We're all still adjusting to the new rhythm our lives have taken, sometimes well, sometimes disastrously, but always feeling blessed (even at 2 am)!

Micah is sick again. He has a double ear infection and has cut 3 teeth this week. A fourth is on its way! He's fussier than normal but still so HAPPY! The real issue is that he is NOT sleeping by himself or for long periods of time. His naps are shortened because of the pain and he doesn't want to sleep until around 10 pm. Then he's up every 3 hours crying in pain. It's so hard to watch him frantic for a bottle, screaming in pain, so tired but fighting the sleep. This has been the hardest part of parenting Micah. He's been so sick since we got him home with only glimpses of his normal self every few days before the new sickness sets in.

Devon is doing much better. He still say things like "I want brother to go to his home." and "No, you're MY mommy." But all in all it's improving day by day. He's not in love with Micah at all but I know that will come with time. There are moments when his sweetness towards Micah shine through. We were in the car yesterday and Micah was fussing, to which Devon said "Brother, it's ok. We're almost there!" I felt so proud of him and was amazed at the work God is doing in his heart.

Devon gets tubes on Monday after years and years of ear infections, hear loss, and speech delays. Please be in prayer for this surgery, his recovery, and for a great speech therapist to surface!

I am struggling with my allergies quite a bit. It's hard to be tired all the time from a baby AND a histamine overload. There doesn't seem to be a medicine in the world that can make me feel normal. Even with 4 different meds I am simply in a FOG.

Chad and I are so amazed at how hard this is, how tiring. At every moment in the day there are needs that must be met. There's very little time for ourselves or our marriage. I know this will improve as time goes on and as we get used to one another. Right now we're in survival mode 50% of the time. Dying to yourself day in and day out is hard work!

But, the other 50% of our life is wonderful beyond compare! There are moments each day when we look at our two boys and are overwhelmed with their miraculous lives. We are writing our love story for them each day. Sometimes the scene is playing ball in the backyard when we're so tired we can barely lift our arms. Sometimes the scene is rocking a screaming child at 3 am, singing praises of love over his teary eyes.

We're not the perfect parents but we love them with all we are. They are our dreams and we are so proud to be parenting them.


Our children are the greatest blessings we could ever imagine. Neither of them should have lived. But, by God's grace and love our children are alive. They look nothing like us and we can take no credit for them. They are constant, living, breathing reminders of the amazing love and care of our heavenly father. To think he saved one child from abortion in New Jersey, and another from starvation in Africa, all with this day in mind. He knew the struggles we would face as parents, the trials of adoption and transition, our fears and insecurities and He loved us through them all.

And he is STILL loving us, caring for us this day. This is the greatest love of all, that he would love us this much. What an amazing love story!