Sunday, January 1, 2012
Wow, last night I had a dream that I went to Makayla's orphanage. I held her and read books to her. I seriously can't wait for the day when I can touch her and kiss her. She doesn't even know there is a family out there that loves her.

Many of you might not understand what adoption is like but I explain it this way. It's very much like being pregnant. I have been pregnant three times so I can reasonably make this comparison. Though you've never held or seen your child, you still love the child you are carrying unconditionally. I may not be carrying Makayla in my belly, but I am carrying her in my heart. We can't wait for the day when she is "born" into our family. She is so loved by us. Keegan, our youngest son who doesn't have much concept yet of time keeps asking when his sister is coming home. I tell him she will hopefully be home sometime around next Christmas. I feel like a kid again counting the days and impatiently waiting for next Christmas. It can't come soon enough but I will wait knowing God's timing is perfect. Please pray for our baby Makayla.


  1. Praying for your sweet baby! I can only imagine what it must feel like to have to wait so long to get her home. :)

  2. Hi there:) I am a fellow Reece's Rainbow mama and saw your family's little girl on the New Commitments Page. Maykayla's picture just jumped out at me and I had a desire to bring attention to your little one's grant. I hope you don't mind, but I shared your family on our blog, Monday Morning Christians.
    Praying for you and Maykayla!
    -Jenny Monier

  3. Thank you! Thank you! It is so awesome to know people care so much!


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We're your average family. No fame or riches. We have our ups and downs. When it rains it pours but we always view the glass as half full. We go where our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ leads. We aren't perfect but we always try to do our best.

Annabelle. The one born in our hearts.

Kandice. Our artistic one.

Amanda. Our helpful one.

Keegan. Our curious one.

Jacob. Our sensitive one.