My husband and I have been married for twenty five years. He was my high school sweetheart. We married and had five beautiful bio kids. We felt a very strong calling for the orphans of the world. God was very strong in speaking to our hearts that there were children who needed Moms and Dads. I would like to say we obeyed immediately but we wrestled with it for a year or two. We are a home schooling family and felt we were finally “arriving” where we could have some time to just enjoy the kids. But God was faithful and patient. We became foster parents and got a call for placement of micro preemie twins. One was with bio Mom and the other waiting to be discharged with nowhere to go and would we take them? Well of course, the answer was yes! Haylee had a brain bleed, she needed a shunt and has cp. She got the shunt and walks with a walker. Baylee is healthy.
Having Haylee as a special needs placement changed me. I knew when I walked in the hospital I would never be the same. My heart grew 1000 times bigger in a matter of seconds. So we got little Miss Baylee on a Thursday night. The smallest baby I had ever seen and Haylee the next Saturday. We adopted the girls on Dec. 1 2014. Well Bio Mom had preemie baby twins again 11 ½ months after Haylee and Baylee. She requested we take them as well. So Joy and Jessa joined our family and became ours June 2015. All I can say is it is a life full of extreme craziness! It really is like having quads!
But I still felt like a special needs child needed me. I just did not feel complete. Which is weird and kind of scary considering we added four babies in a year and a half. So I have always followed Reece’s Rainbows. I saw Darren last Saturday and I knew he was my son. I have never in my entire life felt the way I felt when I saw him. Immediately I went before the Lord. I had so many questions…. How can I do it? The time, the money, the extreme amount of rehab he needs. But the Lord made it very clear that I would be doing all of that. I fell prostate on the the floor and the emotions that came over me are like nothing I have ever experienced. I know now, God was breaking my heart for what breaks his. It was hours before I could compose myself and days before I could stop crying. Just thinking about him all this time laying in that bed. My heart felt like it was in a vice. But then God showed me what his life is gonna be and I had hope and joy and then the “Momma Bear” kicked in and I worked 8 hours straight on Sunday readying all those forms to put a legal hold on him. We barely made it. His file was going back on Wednesday. By Wednesday, I have hired Datz foundation and express mailed the 2500.00 for an expedited home study. Of course, I borrowed the money with the promise to pay it back.
Now I feel like I have no other calling but to bring my son home. We are a family of 12. Soon to be 13. That is our story, his Dad and I are changing his name to Nathanial James. Nathaniel means Chosen by God! And that he was. Hang on little guy Momma is on the way!!
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