It’s been two and a half weeks since my last post, and it feels like 2.5 seconds… Time has flown by with so much going on, and there are lots of updates to share!!
First of all, thanks to everyone for your prayers and well wishes and help during our moving process. Selling the condo was a major praise and huge next step in our journey! It was exciting and weird all at the same time to leave the place we shared for our first three and a half years of marriage (and Trey’s first home he owned)…
We found a great little townhome to rent for a while as we take our time looking for a house to buy. I think it will be a perfect set-up for us during this time in between. It makes my heart so happy to drive down our new street and pull into a driveway, check our mail in a mailbox, walk in to see a room for the baby… the littlest things!
Our families were such a huge help in getting us moved in. We can’t even express what a blessing they were and how grateful we are for them!!! Our nephews were so cute when they came the day after we moved. They talked about “Baby Gwennum” all day, and they were determined to help build the crib for their little cousin…
Here it is all finished, and a tiny sneak peek of the [unfinished] nursery!
Little by little, we are unpacking boxes and settling in… I have loved starting fresh in a new place, making this a home that Trey and I have come into together, knowing that we can prepare for a baby here.
The house still has a ways to go, but here is one piece I have treasured having here and couldn’t wait to find a place for: my great-grandfather’s old Remington Rand that I always played with as a little girl, dreaming of being a writer…
And we are all moved in just in time for the latest Lifelines magazine!
God is always faithful, and His timing is always perfect — every moment is a “God moment” when you believe in Romans 8:28. But what a gift it is when He makes that even more apparent for us. The day we found our townhome, we were really in a pinch… Other plans had fallen through, and we suddenly found ourselves in a time crunch to find a three-bedroom townhome, in our price range, that was move-in ready and available by the next week. (Not as easy as you’d think!) The day we found it, our landlord was able to meet us out there that same day. When we stood in that kitchen discussing the terms of the lease, it was a year to the day from when we submitted our formal application to adopt. It was also Saturday of Easter weekend… the day between Good Friday and Easter Sunday… between the crucifixion and resurrection. That time when we wait. When God calls us to trust. And yet again, in our own time in between, God was calling us to trust…
Now for more adoption updates!
We are continuing our fund-raising here: www.youcaring.com/babyglenham (We are over 70% at this point and so grateful for every penny of support we have received!)
The night of our official move-in day, I also attended an expectant parents meeting at our new pediatrician’s office. Attending the meeting is the way you become a new patient, so I didn’t want to put it off even when it fell on move-in day. I wish I had a picture for you guys… It was me and about 15 or more couples, all pregnant. The room was packed (they said it was their biggest expectant parents meeting yet). So it was all the dads — and me — giving up our seats for all the moms-to-be. ;) I kept picking up on things like “You’ll get this in the hospital,” and “They’ll do this for you from the hospital,” so I took some notes on what I need to be proactive about doing on my own, not having some of it taken care of as a mom giving birth… but still becoming a mom.
It’s a small practice, only accepting newborns right now, and I was so impressed that they held this orientation/”meet and greet.” All four members of the staff were there, to tell a little about the practice, answer any questions, and give a tour of the office. I really liked the doctor and appreciated him staying after to answer a few of my “adoption-specific” questions.
Last but not least, our social worker is still scheduled to come visit us on May 8th. That is when she will do the inspection of our new place and then be able to update our home assessment. I don’t have an exact timeframe for how long it will take to update, but all along in the back of my mind I have been hoping to be back on track by the end of May. Then we will be a waiting family again!
Thank you for your prayers for us in this time in between… But isn’t that where we always exist? There is always something “next,” something you wait for, something to look to… So if I could ask for a specific prayer request right now, it’s that this season — between homes and waiting for the baby — would not feel like life “in between” but rather “life.” THIS is exactly where God has us, and NOW is when He wants to teach us (and use us). Exactly what life looks like currently is exactly what He has planned, accounted for… and doesn’t want us to miss.
I saw this today and thought it was pretty appropriate. This is what it really means to be in between…
“Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life — gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of breathless expectation. We are uncertain of the next step, but we are certain of God.” —Oswald Chambers