And His name shall be called Wonderful.I am ever grateful for a baby that was born so long ago.
He flew to Utah a couple weeks after that. We were just hitting it off so well. One night as we were talking he opened up. I knew that he had had cancer and had been through so much a few years earlier. We had talked about that, but this night he went into much more depth--especially the side effects of all the treatments that he had undergone. He told me how he would probably never be able to have biological children and he asked how I felt about adoption. This kind of shocked me, but I cared about Ryan and wanted to pursue this relationship. I wasn't going to end things because of this news. And adoption had always appealed to me.
We continued our long distance relationship. In June, after about 6 weeks of going back and forth, I made the decision to move to Washington to be closer to him. Timing of the blind date was perfect so that I could make this decision. I had recently graduated from BYU and was working at two part time jobs that I could easily leave. In July I moved to Washington. I found a job and in August Ryan proposed.
We were married in October. From the first date to our wedding was not quite 6 months. I swore I would never do that, oh well, he was the right one, at the right time, in the right place.
We went on a cruise for our honeymoon. It was awesome!
After being married for about 6 months, we both individually decided that it was time to add to our family of two. We knew that we would need to see the fertility specialist and do in-vitro fertilization (IVF) in order to have a baby. As we went through the IVF treatments, we had all the faith in the world that it was going to happen. The doctor told us that there was not a very good chance, but we had faith. Unfortunately it didn’t work. We were completely heartbroken.
We love all our nieces and nephews. And we love when they come and play! They are welcome anytime, (just let us know beforehand because our Christmas tree is blocking the front door!).



Even busy people can advocate for adoption
Anyone can advocate--no matter how much time you have
A couple things that you can do now:
I know that adoption is on my mind a whole lot. I really want to help out and not just because we are desperately wanting to adopt. I just think that it is a great thing to be involved with. I know the struggles we have been through and are going through and if I can make it easier for another couple, that is awesome.
Be an adoption advocate.


There are so many waiting couples (currently 925), birth parents can basically make a "wish list" of what they want in a couple and then most likely find the couple that fits it. They can narrow down a search by which state they live in, their ages, their willingness to have an open adoption, if they already have children, if they have a family pet, education/degrees, returned missionary status (for husband and/or wife), etc.
with help from here


"Tell me again how you couldn't grow a baby in your tummy, so another woman who was too young to take care of me was growing me and she would be my birth mother, and you would adopt me and be my parents."

One of my favorite parts from Tell Me Again About the Night I Was Born is "Tell me again about the first time you held me in your arms and called me your baby sweet. Tell me again how you cried happy tears."
And here is Ryan's favorite part, "Tell me again about the first night you were my daddy and you told me about baseball being the perfect game, like your daddy told you."
Today we have been approved for 5 months. 153 days approved and waitinghope [hohp] : 1. the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best; 2. to look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence; 3. to believe, desire, or trust; 4. to feel that something desired may happen
I wear this necklace almost daily to remind me of what I hope for the most. As I put it on and hold it throughout the day, I think of a sweet girl who is making an incredible decision that will help us become a family of three.
On other days I wear this one:

When I wear this one people comment about my necklace and then I can share my testimony about adoption. I love adoption.
If there are people reading this, you may have noticed that I am supporting National Adoption Month by posting things about adoption. Today I am going to post something a little bit more personal; some of my feelings.
We put up the crib and did a few things to the baby's room recently. I don't know if this was a good idea or a bad idea. It is nice to have things in there to remind us that this is our goal. And maybe to exercise our faith that we will be parents. It is a reminder that there is an end in sight and that this is what we are hoping and praying for everyday. Some days I just have to shut the door and not look in there, because it stings that we have not been blessed with children, yet.
My heart yearns to be a mother. And although that is my #1 goal right now, our infertility and adoption status do not define me. These things weigh on my mind very frequently, but I am able to enjoy other things. I definitely cry more than I want to, but I am so happy. I feel so blessed and know that the blessings keep coming. The Lord has a plan for us and our little family. My family will be created by divine design. We plead with Heavenly Father daily that the birth mother of our child we be courageous and that she will be supported in her decision to place. We plead that she will be able to recognize us and know that we are the right family and we will know that that baby is the right baby. I know it will happen, and it will happen in the Lord's time. Our baby will come to us and fill that crib and our hearts.
On the way back from Portland today we stopped and hiked up to some waterfalls. It was so beautiful.
"Respectful Adoption Language is very serious business. Just as in advertising we choose our words carefully to portray a postive image of the product we endorse (selling Mustangs rather than Tortoises, New Yorkers rather than Podunkers), and in politics we take great care to use terminology seen positively by the class or group of people it describes. Those of us who feel that adoption is a beautiful and healthy way to form a family and a responsible and respectable alternative to other forms of family planning, ask that you consider the language you use very carefully when speaking about those of us who are touched by adoption!"
--Patricia Irwin Johnston
Positive vs. Negative
Birthparent, biological parent vs. Real parent, natural parent
My Child vs. Adopted child; own child
Parent vs. Adopted parent
Click here to read this article about the gift of adoption. There are four stories from a birth mother, birth father, grandparent, and child.

This is about how much we get dressed up for Halloween. Ava, Henry, and Jane wanted to dress up like us.
We are already planning our next cruise. Loved it.