Well, I am excited to announce that we are in our second trimester–of adoption. We are adopting, bringing home one more child.
I can’t believe it, yet also, I guess I can. The five of us feel in a state of great excitement, we eagerly anticipate bringing one more little one in our home, into our lives and begin the process of loving, learning, filling in the gaps, and whatever may be ahead of us, whatever is required.
We know it will not be without difficulty, yet our hearts are eager despite.
Difficulty, you ask? I want to direct your attention to this picture. Although it was taken after 22 hours of no sleep, cramped in an ‘upright airplane position’ while having a dead-arm, because we were carrying a teeny tiny, sick, malnourished baby home, to his home, and I was exhausted and it was taken 1.5 years ago, I look about 5-7 years younger than I do now, hah!! Adoption is not easy.
So why are we doing it again? (No–seriously, really, someone tell me…)
Adoption–is not easy. But, adoption is worth it. (And that is easier to type than to do… #Holdme)
Adoption has brought us to our knees, brought tears to our eyes, had us sacrifice, and that was just the first day–yet, through it, we have discovered what is worth more than money. Worth more than things. Worth more than vacations, grandeur or accomplishment, and that one thing, we have learned, is people. God’s children. I think although we would have agreed with that in the past with our minds, we now can say it, and really mean it. We now see it everyday we wake up, in our own house. And it has become our joy, despite the hard.
Although I wish I could have something beautiful to share with you, something inspiring, I don’t. We are adopting again because we have room, because we have room in our hearts to love a child, to build them up, to provide for their physical, and emotional needs. Because it’s more through our weakness than our strength that God can use us for what he has in store for one of his children who right now, has no family.
And the moment that I feel like I may just flip, I remember, even for half a second,
//It is absolutely clear that God has called you to a free life. Just make sure that you don’t use this freedom as an excuse to do whatever you want to do and destroy your freedom. Rather, use your freedom to serve one another in love; that’s how freedom grows. For everything we know about God’s Word is summed up in a single sentence: Love others as you love yourself.//
We can bring this little one home, we can change her titles from abandoned, forgotten, burden, a sad statistic, a pity, to worthy. Chosen. Loved. One more bowl, one more spoon at our table each day, one more stocking over the fire, yet with these changes, her title will be daughter. Delighted in. Hopeful, loved, made new.
Oh did I mention,
“It’s a Girl!!”
Oh, and did I ever mention I would never adopt a toddler again, cause I meant it–yet she will be about the same age Elijah was when we first brought him home. #irony
In short, there are two quotes that swirled in my head when we were first thinking about, ‘one more time.’ One for each of our adopted children. These two things said to me continue to shift my priorities, when I feel them slipping,
Sometimes I feel brave.
And sometimes I don’t, but these are two examples of why, two reasons that make us brave–
1. “You know, because I can never get married,” my daughter told us.
“What, what do you mean? You can get married if you want t0.”
“What? I can!!?!” she said, her eyes filled with hope and joy. “In the orphanage they told me that I would always be alone, live by myself, that no one would ever love me…”
“They told you that?”
She has spent the past 1.5 years learning, for the first time, that she is loved, and she is not alone, unraveling that lie scarred deep in her heart. And the transformation has been priceless.
2. Casually, almost sterile while scribbling on a time sheet, “Yes, I think that in less than one year, he will be completely caught up speech wise,” before briskly capping her pen and tucking it in her binder, waving goodbye after her speech session with Elijah, who crawled into my lap. My son. Severely neglected, in every sense for 18 months, hungry, alone, untouched, not spoken to, not held. All before he even starts kindergarten, will be completely caught up to his peers.
So…the details are this; We are flipping excited. We honestly, seriously are so excited. We were told that we were one of two families open to this special need (She has a special need, something that I am wondering about sharing here, a voice for others?) and when I look at her sweet face, I always can’t believe she will be ours.
The kids are through the roof, well, except for Elijah, who is oblivious. Finley reserves one extra everything, “For little sister.” “One for me, one for ‘lijah, and one for my little sister, cause I love her!”
Maria nearly lost her mind when we told her, she totally flipped out when we told her walking home from school one day.
“Honey, are you sad she won’t be older, you know, like a sister closer to your own age,” and she looked at us indignantly, throwing her hands up, “WHO CARES!!! It’s a sister, a girl!!”
We pray for her at dinner, they ask about her situation often. “Mommy,” Finley told me, “Little sister has no mommy and no daddy, but, you’re a mommy…”
“True son,” “And I think she would like my daddy, too.” he added.
“Who wouldn’t” I say.
Sooo….here’s to, um, cutting back in every area, and embracing it. The adoption process isn’t forever. #Holdme To not choosing to stress about the thorn of fundraising, and instead get creative, use our efforts to praise and remain steadfast.
I can’t share her picture with you right now, but we are hoping to travel to Africa this year to bring her home. THIS YEAR!
So, this huge, please know, adoption is a humbling place to be. No one wants to be in a place of need, I for one, would rather 100% to be self sufficient. But I remember that God used others to help us bring two of our kids homes, just one month before Russia closed their doors. I think about that often, the timing of it all, as we are so grateful.
Someone remind me how to fundraise, just tell me what to do.
We are working on trying to sell, you know, everything. Does anyone need a wedding dress?
If you would be willing to donate to our little girl, and to helping to bring her home, we would be so grateful, I don’t even know what to say more than that. To unite us with her, there could be no words to thank someone for doing that.
We have two places to fundraise, one through our awesome Reece’s Rainbow, all donations are tax deductible: http://reecesrainbow.org/77719/sponsorbrockhaus-2
And one via YouCaring that is not tax deductible, but there are no small percentages taken out: http://www.youcaring.com/adoption-fundraiser/bring-little-c-home-/186162
Ok, so what did I leave out, let me know?
Thank you for taking the time to read. Share if you feel led, we would so love to bring her home asap and begin her new life in a family. We have already talked to Elijah’s current developmental specialists and we can request the same ones for her, as soon as she gets home!
Ok, we’re ready, let’s do this…#HoldMe….
“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at it’s destination full of hope.” -Maya Angelou