He completes me!
Before I get into Jackson’s birth story, I want to reach out to those who are hurting. I spent a lot of time questioning God, being mad at God, wondering when it was going to be “my turn” to have a child and just waiting for life to begin without realizing life had already begun. JJ and I have an incredible marriage but that didn’t come without its’ struggles and hurts along the way. I will share with you a few things that were incredibly helpful for me to hear, I just didn’t know I needed to hear them at the time or I didn’t want to hear them at the time. Read More
(Update– please read my mom’s comment below to get her perspective on the meeting!)
Our thought process was that both of our parents were going to be at the hospital and Heather’s family was going to be there too when the baby was born. We didn’t know how her family felt about it, we knew they were supportive of her decision to place her child with us, we just didn’t know how they were going to be feeling emotionally with it all, when we walked out of the hospital with the baby and Heather did not. We wanted to be sympathetic to those feelings. Read More
We were meeting Heather and our social worker at Olive Garden. Let me explain something, when most people are nervous they can NOT eat. I on the other hand, can eat a whole elephant if you let me!!! So, while we were trying to get to know each other, all I could do was stuff my face with delicious food!!! Oh man, looking back we all have a good laugh about it now! Our social worker led some of the conversation and we all asked each other questions, trying to get to know each other a little more. Our social worker left and the three of us (3—see where I am going with this!!) stayed. Read More
Let’s get to the good stuff already. We had plenty of false alarms along the way, and a few “situations” we turned down as we didn’t feel adequate enough or enough awareness to raise a child being born addicted to this drug or that drug. We finally got “the call” on March 19, 2014. We had received an e-mail a few days before from our social worker about a situation with a birth mom in Madison and also another one that had inquired about us. So when I got the call (while at work) on March 19th, I remember asking “should I be sitting down?” And then she said, “Yes, knowing you, you probably should sit down.” Read More
I was mad, I was mad at God, I was mad at my life, I was mad at myself, I was all around mad. So I turned that madness into fitness. I started doing a couch to 5k program with a really good friend of mine and that is when fitness sort of started to take over my life instead. I am currently training for my first full marathon. I have run several (well like 30-5k’s, a few 8k’s, a few 7k’s 5-10k’s and two half-marathons but who is counting). I might have taken it a little over board but I love the way I feel. I also am a beachbody coach-more on that too! (I am contemplating starting a blog about my fitness journey). We will see. But for now, let’s focus on how we got to be a party of 3. Read More
This may be a long post as I prepare you all for how we got to be a family of three through adoption.
I married my high school sweetheart. You read that right; I married by high school sweetheart. Not something that happens very often anymore but in our family 3 out of the 4 cousins did the same thing! Now as a parent I am not sure how much I like the idea of my 16 year old son dating a 15 year old girl. Somehow and luckily for us, it worked. I wasn’t 100% convinced I was going to marry this man while in high school or even into our first year of college but looking back I was 100% in love with him, I just didn’t know everything I needed to know at 18, 19, or even 20, heck I am not even sure I know everything I need to know now. I have learned a few things since then and whether you want to listen or not, I am going to share them with you. I will get downright personal with you all on this blog and somethings will be hard to read and some will even be hard for me to write but I have always had a way with getting things off my chest by writing them down. So, here goes nothing…