Friday, May 18, 2012
First Class
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
hubby
One
of the questions on my adoption questionnaire ask to describe your
spouses’ personality and strengths…thought you would like to read what I
wrote
Once
you meet my husband, you will agree with everything I say. I am the
luckiest girl on this planet. He is tall, dark and handsome with a heart
of gold. As cheesy
as it sounds, it is true in every possible way. He is not as outgoing as
I am to begin with, but he warms up to people fast. He is definitely
more on the quiet side. As I am sitting here trying to think of
characteristics to describe him, the beginning of Article
of Faith number 13 is just running through my mind. He believes in being
“honest, true, chaste, benevolent, virtuous, and in doing good to all
men.” He comes from a wonderful family where the parents have been the
example of what he has become. I have never
seen a family where hard work and service has been so deeply engraved. I
truly married above me and am blessed for it every day.
Friday, April 27, 2012
...from the beginning
hmmmmmmmmmm.....
I suppose square one sounds good for a start.
Two years of trying this month. Not too long you say? Well I guess thats your opinion. But in a way you are right. It really has flown by. It has probably been about a month or so since we decided that we wanted to abopt. It has been something that Kent and I talk about casually on occasion but nothing that I ever thought would actually happen. I don't want to say that Kent and I ever really struggled with the infertility thing. I only see it as a blessing in our life. Of course I had my times of just breaking because I truly thought that I was pregnant and I wanted to feel another baby grow. I only remember one actual, real, horrible break down. I just knew I was pregnant. I even took a test that said it was negative, but apparently I was not taking NO for an answer. haha. (I must have taken it too early, right?) So a week passes and still nothing. Things were looking up. Then one day I went home for lunch and Kent was home too, thankfully. I went to the bathroom and there it was. staring at me. I lost it. I cried and cried and cried. Finally got myself together and had to get back to work. Hopped in the car to head back. Cried the whole drive. Pulled myself together, again, and went inside. (I must have had it written all over my face) One look at me and the Principal asks, "whats wrong, Janelle?" WAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! The fireworks busted out and weren't gonig anywhere. I literally could not stop crying. (poor guy, I felt so bad, he just asked a simple question) I gave him a brief description of what was wrong, I dont think he wanted the whole story (haha) and he just sent me home. It was a rough couple of days. I was back on my feet and from then on I just never expected pregnancy again.
I had done some minor research on adoption through LDS Family Servies and learned that they now require Dr note of infertility. HMMM I thought. A couple of months went by and said to Kent, lets just adopt (half joking half serious) and he says "give them a call" So I did. It was so simple for us. That is my favorite part of this whole process. I haven't looked back once. Some people may think this is a HUGE, life changing choice, shouldn't you really ponder about this? Well I say to them, you got the first part right but that is it. It is because it is such a huge decision that it was so easy. With something like this, I feel like you are either in or you're out. No tittering on the fence here. Another reason is I am technically infertile right now. We havn't really tried too much of infertitly medicine except for one month worth. I don't know why, but I just didn't feel like that road was for us right now. I am so young, creepin' up on 25 here (eeek!) Adoption was just screaming our name I suppose. I firgure after this journey, we could always go back to the crazy drugs.....or not. Either way, I have time.
Monday, April 23, 2012
The Journey Begins
Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart,
But in it.
-Unknown
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart,
But in it.
-Unknown
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