Ever since I was a little girl I wanted a lot of children. I grew up in a big family, my dad also grew up in a large family. My mom however only had one brother. I have four brothers and a younger sister. I love them all so much!! Every Sunday we get together for a family dinner and it is so nice to see them and catch up.
I met my husband when I was 22, we got married when I was 24, and I had my daughter when I was/ am 25. I have the most amazing husband a woman could ask for. When I saw him for the first time I knew he was what I was looking for. A year before I met him I drew a picture of my dream man and he fit the description perfectly. Because of him I am able to stay at home with our daughter, which has also been my dream since I was little . I know he loves me unconditionally. He comes from a small family with just one sister.
We have a lot of animals! I love them. I asked my parents for a dog everyday until we got sammy when I was 11. I worked at a vet clinic which was my dream job. They are a huge part in my life and I am sure I will be telling you stories about them.
Ok, so why are we adopting. Like I said, I have always wanted a lot of kids. So our daughter is currently 2 months old and she is AMAZING!!! I know all parents say this about their children, but she is perfect!
She hardly ever cries and is a very good sleeper. She doesn't get disturbed from the dogs barking and she eats like a champ. hahah. I had a very difficult birth and pregnancy for that matter. I hated being pregnant, I even mentioned that I would adopt all of my kids just so I wouldn't have to be pregnant again. I guess God agreed. haha
So she was a week late and I was induced. By the time I was 8cm dilated and contracting, her heart rate dropped. She was in distress. They had to do a c-section. Everything was going great. We had her, named her E and life was good. After they closed me up I started bleeding. (This is where the details get hazy) I believe they opened me up three different times to stop the bleeding. Finally, I had to have a hysterectomy.
I had 18 units of blood transfused in. I was unconscious for two days. During this time I had an IV infiltration. My arm turned black and blue. They were going to amputate but decided to try and save it because of my age. I have quite the battle scar now. hahah
Also during this hazy time, I thought it was a good idea to pull out my breathing tube. (I am very strong willed - which I am sure you will also see in later posts) I don't remember this happening. I don't remember a lot of stuff happening. I spent a week in the hospital. Every time I try to retell what happened my husband chimes in and tells what actually happened. Like I don't remember leaving the surgery room before having my hysterectomy, but the good news is that my beautiful baby is perfect.
She hardly ever cries and is a very good sleeper. She doesn't get disturbed from the dogs barking and she eats like a champ. hahah. I had a very difficult birth and pregnancy for that matter. I hated being pregnant, I even mentioned that I would adopt all of my kids just so I wouldn't have to be pregnant again. I guess God agreed. haha
So she was a week late and I was induced. By the time I was 8cm dilated and contracting, her heart rate dropped. She was in distress. They had to do a c-section. Everything was going great. We had her, named her E and life was good. After they closed me up I started bleeding. (This is where the details get hazy) I believe they opened me up three different times to stop the bleeding. Finally, I had to have a hysterectomy.
I had 18 units of blood transfused in. I was unconscious for two days. During this time I had an IV infiltration. My arm turned black and blue. They were going to amputate but decided to try and save it because of my age. I have quite the battle scar now. hahah
Also during this hazy time, I thought it was a good idea to pull out my breathing tube. (I am very strong willed - which I am sure you will also see in later posts) I don't remember this happening. I don't remember a lot of stuff happening. I spent a week in the hospital. Every time I try to retell what happened my husband chimes in and tells what actually happened. Like I don't remember leaving the surgery room before having my hysterectomy, but the good news is that my beautiful baby is perfect.
We were going to start trying to have another baby in December, obviously that will not be happening. So here we are on the adoption path. We can't start the process until she is 9 months old, which is perfect because we now have time to raise funds for our adoption. (It isn't cheap) I want to share everything we go through, from the beginning. At first we chose Russia -but I was apprehensive about it. You aren't referred a child until they are 9 months and just overall nervous. So we chose Ethiopia, they will refer a newborn and you will hopefully be able to pick your baby up between 3 and 5 months of age. I have been watching Ethiopian adoption stories on youtube and it gets me sooo excited. I don't want our daughter to be an only child. I want her to have a younger brother or sister she can play and talk with. So we need to raise $25,000.00 before February (You don't have to pay that money up front, but I don't want to start the process and then have to delay things because we ran out of funds)
My fabulous cousin offered to help throw a yard sale with donated goods from my large extended family. A lot of my friends are artistic, so I am hoping they will donate art, gift certificates, etc for a silent auction. I would also like to have a concert to raise the money and maybe a walk-a-thon.
