I don’t believe in luck. I think that things happen (good and bad) due to circumstance and to blessing. The story of how our family came to be is no exception. Some have said we were “lucky”. I usually say to them, “you don’t know the entire story”. We have had our fair share of failures, struggles, pain, and catastrophe. But we have ALSO had so many blessings along the way. Those blessings? They outweigh the pain every time.
If you have known me for a while, you probably know that Logan is the biological cousin of our third failed placement. If you haven’t heard the story, here is a brief synopsis of how that happened and how this little nugget came to be in our arms.
We were to adopt a little boy two years before Logan was ever even thought about. We named him “Micah”. His mother decided to parent him shortly before he was born. We are friends with the baby’s father’s grandmother and were visiting her house one day when they came over. I held Micah in my arms two weeks after his birth. It was probably one of the most beautiful and saddest days of my life.
We were still foster parents at the time. After five years of waiting for a placement through the system (and well over 300 inquiries on waiting children), we decided that this probably wasn’t the best route for us. We decided to pull out of foster care and look to some other way of adoption in 2011.
Two weeks later, we received a phone call about a baby. It was the Micah’s uncle (and twin brother of his father). He said that his girlfriend was pregnant after a tubal ligation and they were as shocked as anyone. He asked if we would be interested in adopting this baby. Of course the answer was a resounding, “YES!” from our side of the conversation.
So if you are following, Logan’s birth father is the twin brother of Micah’s father. They are biological cousins of twins. And yes…it was after a tubal ligation. (Gasp!)
Personally, we don’t believe that Logan’s birth mother became pregnant FOR us. We do believe; however, that the blessing came after the news of her pregnancy. She was looking for answers. She was praying about it. We were looking for a child. We were praying about it.
I’ve said time and time again that no prayer goes unanswered. It may not be the answer you were trying to hear. It may not be at the time you think you should receive it either. But nonetheless, they always are answered. The day that we met Logan’s birth mom it was clear that our blessing and our answered prayers were upon us.
When Logan was about six months old, we began putting out our information to reach as many people as possible so everyone would know we were adopting again. People called us crazy. Logan was SO young. But we KNEW how long this process can take, so we were starting quickly.
We had several “possibles” arise throughout the years. None of them were situations that we were eligible for or felt comfortable with proceeding. Three and a half years went by before we received the phone call one night from my mother in law.
“My friend is a preacher at Line Baptist and there is a girl who is a member of the congregation that is pregnant and is looking for a family. His wife thought of you and Melinda right away because she knew you were trying to adopt again.”
There was a young woman looking for answers. God sent her our way. No one will ever be able to convince me otherwise. We met LeAnne at a local restaurant and we talked for three hours. We only talked about the baby for maybe ten minutes during that meeting. We were getting to know each other. She was still uncertain.
Now this sweet woman is living with us in our home as she is preparing for the birth of her daughter. I’m reminded each and every day of the power and love of our heavenly father. In our house, it’s something that cannot go unnoticed.
I’m sure that the relationships between my kids and their birth moms will continue to grow and grow as will our relationship with each of them. God is so much bigger than what some consider being “luck”. Luck doesn’t involve love. And my friends…this??? This has love written all over it.