Well, this post is about a year late but I have finally mustered up the courage and words to tell about our second adoption journey. On this day, one year ago, we got a call at 4am telling us that Braylen had just been born. Usually, "the call" is one of the most exciting events in the adoption process. However, the circumstances surrounding our life at this point were anything but normal. It was the beginning of May and Bray was not due until mid June. Dan was frantically working to finish the final 2 and 1/2 weeks of school, Caleb was 2 weeks away from graduating preschool and on top of that we were all attempting to recover from a tough bout of the flu. Regardless, at 4am, we booked tickets and began quickly throwing things into a suitcase. Thankfully, we have the best support system anyone could ask for and everything began to fall into place. As I dropped off my kids and hugged my parents and best friend, I sobbed. I was on emotional overload and had no idea when the next time I would see everyone. That was terrifying to me!
Dan and I boarded our plane and I'm pretty sure I cried the entire 5 hours to Florida. We arrived in Florida super late that night and crashed at a sketchy hotel close to the airport. Bright and early the next morning, we drove to the hospital and met the birth mom and then shortly after that, our sweet son. If you know me at all, you know that I was absolutely petrified and honestly without Dan and his strength as well as being in constant prayer, I probably would have passed out several times. To put it into perspective, I lost 15 pounds on this trip.

Over the next week our situation was anything but easy. Bray was in the NICU for the first week of his life and we were waiting on pins and needles to see if he would actually become ours. We prayed and prayed for the Lords will and by the end of that first week the birth mom signed the papers, he was ours!
The world of adoption is an exciting and happy world on one hand and a sad devastating world on the other. During our time in Florida we were able to spend some quality time with Brays birth mom. Seeing the pain she endured as she made the decision for adoption tore me apart. Yes, it is a huge blessing for our family, but its a loss for another. There will never be a day that goes by that I am not thankful for the love and sacrifice the birth mom showed as she gave her son, our son, a better chance at life.
During our long stay in Florida, we were so fortunate to be hosted by amazing people. On the front and back end of our stay we had a neat opportunity to reconnect with one of my dear friends from high school! JJ or Jen was so gracious in hosting us in this crazy time of our lives. She listened, prayed with us and invited us into her world of friends. I will forever be grateful for our friendship!
The next place we stayed was with two of the most selfless, hospitable people we have ever met and probably will ever meet. We were connected with this family through one of our good friends in Arizona and instantly Suzanne and Joe treated us as if we were their children. They opened up their guest house, fed us, prayed with us, and completely submerged us into their everyday lives with their friends, community and church. Talk about being the hands and feet of Jesus, these people were the real deal!
While we were in Florida, our community back home rallied around our kids and took care of everything! Dan and I always have known how fortunate we are with the support system we have, but to see what our friends and family did for us was quite staggering! Between my mom and my best friend, everything was taken care of. They were often called upon to assure me about the kids and calm me down when I felt so helpless. I'd have to say that I have the best mom in the world and she was unbelievable in taking care of Peyton and Caleb for that amount of time. It has also become quite evident that I have the best friend anyone could ask for. Since Dan and I first got married, I prayed daily for 6 years that God would send me a best friend. I was lonely but I kept praying. 3 years ago, I reconnected with an old friend who is now my very best friend in the whole world and I can't imagine walking through this life without her! Needless to say, although I so desperately missed my kids, they were in good hands. Many other gracious folks stepped up to help out as well and for that we will forever be grateful.
After 17 days, we received word that we were cleared by both Arizona and Florida to return home! We had been feeling quite anxious, not only because we missed everyone, but also because my grandpa was very sick and we wanted to make it home before he passed away. I honestly don't think I have ever been more excited to receive a simple email. Dan and I both danced around JJ's house while giving each other high fives (thankfully there was no one else there)! After a lengthy flight home, my parents and our kids met us at the airport and it was the best day ever!
So here we are one year later... although those 17 days were probably the most stressful days of my life, I would do it all over again for our special little guy. He has been an amazing blessing to our family! Thank you everyone for walking through these last 2 years with us, as we raised money and brought back our little miracle. None of this would have been possible if it wasn't for the love, support and most importantly, the prayers from each and every one of you!
Happy Birthday to miracle #3... we love you so much!