Be Fully Persuaded: Sixteen Years of Infertility {Part 2}

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Welcome to the Be Fully Persuaded series! This week Traci shares the rest of her family’s journey through infertility. I pray that you will be as inspired as I was by her unwavering faith in the God who sees us. He knows our pain, and He walks through it with us. (If you missed Part 1, you can read it here.)

Thank you for meeting me here every week to rejoice in God’s faithfulness to keep His promises and in His creative provision for every area of our lives. I pray that we are all encouraged to stand strong in our faith and that God will make Romans 4:20-21 a reality for all of us as we focus on Him and His Word:

Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.

Romans 4:20-21 (NIV)

Sixteen Years of Infertility {Part 2} by Traci

We had started thinking about adoption several years before we heard about The Sibs. We had many adoptive parent mentors in our church community, and we just knew that was the direction God was leading us. Every time I brought the subject up to David, we both squirmed. The waiting was excruciating.

Initially we were interested in an infant. Who wouldn’t be? Because we were so open to the idea of mixed race adoptions, we were inundated with opportunities. However, being willing didn’t make the opportunities come to fruition. Baby after baby didn’t work out. God was watching out for us and preparing our hearts. At the time I didn’t see that. By the fifth failed opportunity, I was completely worn down. We decided to take a break.

I put my head back into work, and work I did. I worked and worked and worked—and nothing was making me feel better. I wanted to be a Mommy. Why was this taking so long? I had no idea that God had a higher purpose for our family, or that my children had already been born!

The day I called the kids’ grandparents was surreal. We spoke for a few minutes and made arrangements to meet. The details are fuzzy now, but I know we had to wait a bit to get us all in one place at the same time. The day we met was a Sunday afternoon. We were told a little about the kids’ background, and we found out there were several other families being considered. We agreed that we would move forward with a home study while the grandparents decided which family would be the best fit for the kids.

I contacted an agency to do our home study and an attorney that was highly recommended to us by friends from church. The grandparents wanted to get the kids settled as quickly as possible, so we fast tracked everything. In TEN weeks time we had accomplished all of our goals. The grandparents had narrowed the family choices down to three. One Saturday in June 2006, we met the grandparents again at a beautiful park and saw the kids in person for the first time. The other two families met them later that same day.

We watched the Sibs play for a while and talked to the grandparents. Eventually I wandered over and sat down in the sandbox with them.  I asked questions. They didn’t make eye contact, but they talked to me. We dug in the sand, scooped and poured. I sent David to the car to get the bubble blowers I had brought. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was the only potential parent to make contact and actually play and talk with them. We just didn’t know what the grandparents would decide.

That week I prepared as much as I could. Just in case. David was away on business, so my sister and I went shopping for a bunk bed. Just in case. We were talking about the kids and trying to decide what else we needed to do when my phone rang.

It was the middle of the day on a Thursday. The grandfather said they had decided. I braced myself for the disappointment, and then I heard him say they PICKED US! My sister and I were shaking and both trying to make phone calls. I called David first. I was in a state of total disbelief.

We brought the kids home 4th of July weekend, 2006.

We had them home six weeks before school started for the twins. It was a wonderful time. We played a lot of Barbies and Legos while David was gone during the week. When he was home on the weekends, I would find them all piled up together on the couch or in the floor. We bonded quickly.

In September we came home on a Sunday to find a voicemail from our attorney.
They had served the kids’ biological mother with the notice the children were about to be adopted—and she had decided to contest the adoption. We had to find a second attorney who dealt with this type of situation. We were devastated. We didn’t know how we were going to pay for another attorney. We didn’t know how long this process would take. We didn’t know if we would ever be able to finalize the adoption.

After a string of events that was nothing short of miraculous, things that covered our legal expenses in ways we couldn’t have imagined, in November 2007, we went to court—and the judge ruled that our adoption could be finalized. On January 21, 2007, we appeared one more time in front of the judge, and he stamped our adoption petition. It was a heart-wrenching ride, but we came through. God carried us through each step of the way, including making sure that all our adoption expenses were covered (although they were three times what we expected to pay).

Sixteen years ago on December 6, 1996, I married my best friend. We wanted a family. God brought these three little people into our lives. He knows our hearts’ deepest desires. He has a plan, and it is good.

“Praise be to the name of God for ever and ever;
wisdom and power are his.
21 He changes times and seasons;
he deposes kings and raises up others.
He gives wisdom to the wise
and knowledge to the discerning.
22 He reveals deep and hidden things;
he knows what lies in darkness,
and light dwells with him.
23 I thank and praise you, God of my ancestors:
You have given me wisdom and power,
you have made known to me what we asked of you,
you have made known to us the dream of the king.”

Daniel 2:20-23 (NIV)

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27255_341227192658_6330308_n (2)Traci is a 39-year-old, fifth-year homeschooling mom. She has been married to David for 16 years. They live in the country near Bloomington, Indiana, Traci’s hometown. (Go
Hoosiers!) This house once belonged to Traci’s great-grandparents, who built it to take care of their parents. The family of five lives with three dogs, and Traci’s mom and dad—the “Grand Parentals.” It is crazy; it is frustrating—but it is where God has them right now. Please join Traci on her blog, Facebook, and Twitter.

Photo credit: Photos provided by Traci Best

 

 

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2 Responses to Be Fully Persuaded: Sixteen Years of Infertility {Part 2}

  1. britney says:

    thank you for sharing this story of God’s faithfulness. i am a fairly new reader of this blog and I really appreciate this Be Fully Persuaded series. I love when a new post pops up in my Reader!

    • Thank you for letting me know that this series ministers to you, Britney! That is always my prayer—that God will be glorified. Thank you for taking the time to share those encouraging words!

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