It is funny...when we were dating, we discussed international adoption, but once we had our own, adoption was put on the back burner. With our first baby, we were interested in what he or she would look like....will she have my knock knees? (She does.) Jana's chin? (She does.) For the second child, we were curious how her features and personality would differ from the first. While she's just as knock-kneed as her sister, she has a very different and equally wonderful personality (and my chin). We always wanted a third, but didn't realize how God would bring us back to adoption.
Paisley is our oldest little girl. My wife, Jana, had a relatively uneventful pregnancy according to her doctor. (I love that..."uneventful"; vomiting 18 hours a day and having your fingers and toes look like sausages is "uneventful"?) After 14 hours of labor, it was discovered that Jana had a cord prolapse; the umbilical cord was pinched between Paisley's head and the cervix, cutting off the blood flow to the baby! Jana needed an emergency C-section without a functioning epidural (no kidding...epidural malfunction, emergency delivery, etc.). Paisley was born grayish blue and unresponsive. In the hours following her delivery, we heard about "anoxic brain injury" and "possible cerebral palsy". By the grace of God, she met and exceeded her milestones and is one of the brightest, sweetest, healthiest little girls I've ever met. No lasting effects of her delivery whatsoever. Amen...she has such a cool story.
Majil is our younger daughter. Again, an "uneventful" pregnancy. She was born by C-section too, but this one was more controlled. Jana walked to the OR, had her epidural placed comfortably, and delivered a happy, healthy baby girl. We went home on a Friday and enjoyed cluster feedings and very little sleep for two days. Sunday night Jana was a little short of breath, so we went to the ER for reassurance that everything was OK. After several tests, she was diagnosed with a pulmonary embolism. The treatment was 6 months of anticoagulation and that was it. We were so incredibly fortunate...not all postpartum PE's end so well. We were incredibly blessed that it wasn't a larger piece of clot. If you want to read a heartbreaking story about the same situation with a very different outcome, click
here. It is sobering to read the direction things could have taken.
Jana's doctor told us that there was no medical reason for these two complications to occur. However, further pregnancies were discouraged, but if we wanted to have another, she would be there for us. Because she could have died unexpectedly with the last pregnancy, was it really worth it to risk it? Nope. Not a chance.
We were let down at first, but we remembered our conversations about adoption while we were dating. We started to get excited and felt it was an opportunity to get back to God's plan for our lives. We had friends that had had good experiences and began to pray about what God wanted for us. If He wants us to stop at two...no problem. But our hearts were burdened for a third. At first, we didn't know from where, but we knew it would be international. We prayed that God would guide us to both the location of the child and the agency in which to go through. Jana and I received the AGCI info packet and she opened it up and immediately became teary-eyed (or "misty" as she calls it, although calling her "misty" at that moment is like calling a desert in the middle of summer "warm"). She turned the brochure around and showed me the Ethiopia information sheet. We both said, "that's where our baby will be from." And here we are, getting ready to send in the first round of paperwork. My wife rocks. My kids rock. My God rocks. And Ethiopian kids rock.