I've known Elizabeth and Scott for several years. I remember when I first met Elizabeth at an adoption event. Her passion for adoption and motherhood were evident within moments. I was thrilled when they chose me to be their consultant and I had the privilege of seeing firsthand the amazing ways God would work in their adoption story by bringing Abraham to their family, their steadfast love for Abraham's birth family, and Elizabeth's commitment to breastfeeding their new son. Here's just a piece of their story. For more of their amazing journey and crazy life, visit Elizabeth's blog, Finding Mercy.
I’m a stay-at-home mom of
Evelyn, Annabelle, and Abraham, and wife to Scott. And while our little family draws a good
amount of attention and awkward questions when out in public, my days are
mostly filled with making snacks, changing diapers, and trying to not drown in
the crazy that is life with a 4-year-old, 2-year-old, and 5 month old.
Here we are.
God has written our family’s story. It’s different than we planned, but it’s beautiful.
When I was 8 or 9 years old I met a family who had adopted a
daughter from China. I remember
listening to their story with awe and knowing that one day I would adopt a
child. When Scott and I were dating and
starting to talk about the future, he knew that choosing me meant choosing adoption. It was
still on my heart over a decade later.
When it came time to add children to our family, we decided
to start by having a biological child. We feel blessed that we were able to conceive and give birth to Evelyn
and then almost two years later, Annie. I was also fortunate enough to be able to breastfeed both of them
exclusively for their first 6 months of life and then both continue nursing
until they were almost 2. It was
important for me not only for their nutrition, but it was part of how I wanted
to parent. I wanted to that intimate
relationship of being able to soothe, comfort, and feed them from my own body
the way God designed.
We decided shortly after Annie was born to begin pursuing
adoption. We started the process to
adopt from Ethiopia at the beginning of March. Three days after we signed on with our agency, the Ethiopian adoption
program began to implode. If you've followed international adoption much in the last couple years, you know exactly
what I’m referring to. The Ethiopian
system grew too fast for itself and so the government slowed it down to almost
a snail’s pace so that they could weed out the corruption that was coming to
characterize adoption there. We were
shell shocked. The timeline we had been
given now meant nothing. No one knew if
Ethiopia was going to completely close to adoption or what would happen. We tried to stay positive and keep moving
forward, but we continually felt that it was not where we belonged.
After several people being brought into our lives and
speaking to us in different ways (including Susan), we decided to switch to
domestic adoption. Specifically, we
wanted to adopt an African American infant.
After completing our home study, we went active with our
agencies at the start of the year. With the help of Susan and Christian Adoption Consultants, we
were matched with Abraham’s birthmom at the beginning of May, and Abraham was
born mid-June.
Our story was unique though. I had decided that just as nursing was important for me with the girls,
it was important to me for Abraham. I
knew it would be a lot of work, but I decided to give it a try. Thankfully, Annie was still nursing when we
were matched with Abraham’s birthmom. On
top of the nursing she was still doing, I started pumping nightly a year before
Abraham was born. When we went active
with our agencies, I started pumping in the morning as well. Then, when were matched, I added in several
more pumping sessions a day as well as taking an herbal blend to help promote
lactation.
I spoke with Abraham’s birthmom about my plan prior to his
birth. She was incredible about it and
told me that I was welcome to feed him however I would like. So about an hour after his birth, we sat
together in a rocking chair in the hospital nursery, and nursed for the first
time.
We were the talk of the hospital nurses and social workers,
but it was so worth it. So far he has
been exclusively breastfed. There was
one week when he hit a growth spurt and I couldn't keep up that we had to thaw
some of those hundreds and hundreds of ounces I had pumped beforehand to give
him in a bottle. It’s more than I
thought my body would be able to do. Before he was born I said that I would just take it a month at a time
and be thankful for every month that my body was able to keep up. I finally feel that we are at a point where I
can say that we just may really be able to do this! I’m just now accepting of the idea that he
may not ever need formula, something I never would have thought possible.
We have so much to be thankful for. God has been infinitely gracious to our
family and has provided in ways I never would have dreamed or thought
possible. Adoption is so worth it.
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Wow! Elizabeth this is amazing! I've been following your blog, and am SO inspired by this story:) thank you for sharing!!! love Katie
ReplyDeleteTears in my eyes! I love hearing more of your perspective sis! :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you made the effort to keep the milk coming for this new bundle of joy. Nursing is the best in every way, The connection, the perfect food. Now to feed him the rest of his growing up days with healthy, organic, non GMO food. Real food, not all that processed stuff. I was so good with what I feed my family till the teen years. I feel I could of insisted no junk in the house but the waffles and other non whole grain products did make it in the house.
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