Already in my heart, someday in my arms…
Nov Category: Family Comments:
As many of you know, my husband and I are currently in Brazil. Jordan has to return every two years in order to keep up his “permanent resident” status, and it’s always a great excuse to fellowship with family and friends that we miss so much. This go-around has been so much fun because Jordan’s family has been able to “participate” in our pregnancy (something that will most likely not happen if God blesses us with future ones). We have enjoyed “tummy time” (where I’ve laid down and the girls put their hands over my belly to feel Halle kick), buying little Brazilian baby gifts, and taking funny belly pictures. It’s been a blast. We have also LOVED overlapping our trip time with Jordan’s older brother, Chris. It feels like old college days at Moody…. man, we love that guy!
Being here has really given Jordan and I plenty of opportunities to think about the concept of “family.” Of course we cannot go far without remembering our sweet little Africans THAT JUST MIGHT BE entering the world as we speak. Unfortunately the update this month sounds much like the last… we’re still on hold. To be honest, I’m not expecting much movement for a few more months. I DO have plans to call my AGCI contact, Chloe, when we return to the States to see if she has any idea of when things will lift though. I’m assuming that she really won’t have anything new to add, but I figure that it’s good to stay fresh on her radar.
In the meantime, we are just enjoying my little tumbleweed inside. I still can’t get over the fact that God would give us such a gift!! I’ll be in my third trimester in 3 weeks… can you believe it?! I wish I had enough words to thank The Lord for His ever-flowing mercies!
It is also within this seasonal spirit of Thanksgiving that I’d like to share a little adoption poem I ran across awhile ago. I think it does such a great job of depicting the beautiful concept of motherhood through adoption.
Once there were two women who never knew each other
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
The first gave you life,
And the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love
The second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name.
One gave you a talent, the other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One made an adoption plan, for that was all she could do.
The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you.
Now which of these two women are you the product of?
Both, my darling, both. Just two different types of love.
This season I’m thankful for LIFE. Not just the one being formed inside of me, but also for the other two on the way… already in my heart, someday in my arms.