We have a new baby in the house. It’s kind of a miracle if you ask me. The last time we had a wee babe, it was 10 years ago. Lainey was the last infant in our home. She is also our only pale faced child :). When Lainey was younger she would go up to caucasian people and ask, “Are you my people?” As far as children go, she has been the minority in our family. But, not anymore. Zachary has joined the family and he too has blond hair and blue eyes. Lainey is thrilled! Well, really, everyone is thrilled. Some of us are still scared. With the twins in the process of being given back to their birth family, it’s difficult to squelch the fear. So there is fear, but already there is love too. I love the story of how Zachary came to live with us.
A broken brake line leads to a new baby
Our van was in the shop, so our daughter Mattea needed a ride to and from school for a couple of days. She was able to catch a ride with our friend, Naomi, who’s son is also going to Mattea’s school. Naomi and I (and our families) used to go to the same church. But after our family followed our priest to a different parish, we didn’t see each other much. But, on the first day of Mattea’s schooling, we ran into her and she told me she was on the emergency pick up list if Mattea ever needed a ride. So that’s why Mattea was in her car and hearing the story of how Zachary was in need of a home. Naomi was baby sitting Zachary that day. Zachary’s parents were unable to care for him, so his grandparents were searching for a home for him. When Mattea came home and told me this story, I couldn’t help but contact Naomi and ask if I understood Zachary’s situation correctly. Naomi said that it was in fact true, and she put us in contact with the grandparents. Well, about 6 weeks later we had a new baby in our home. Another amazing part of the story is that Zachary’s grandparents are very committed to feeding him well. Both Zachary’s birth parents have medical problems that make good nutrition essential for Zachary since he shares their genetics. Grandma especially has researched the power of good nutrition and has had Zachary on Weston A. Price’s homemade baby formula since birth. No high fructose corn syrup formula for this baby!!
We are still waiting for the adoption hearing to be set (this is a private adoption, not through the foster care system). I think once it’s official, we will all rest easier. Zachary is such a fun baby. His easy smile is contagious and his giggles; heart warming. I feel so privileged to be able to care for him. He truly is a gift and a blessing to our family.
We have only had Zachary for 6 weeks and we have already been asked a few times, “When is enough enough?” I don’t know? When does this happen? I guess I’m still waiting for enough to be enough. Maybe when God stops asking? When my heart is overcome with fear, my “NO!” comes out without hesitation. Then I hear of another little orphan person, my heart melts, and I say: “YES!” I think of St. Teresa of Calcutta’s quote that I have hanging in my hallway:
“How can there be too many children? That’s like saying there are too many flowers.”
I do have many fears, but right now I guess the joy of taking a new baby outweighs the fear of loss. I don’t worry so much about the financial aspect. Not that we are rolling in the dough by any means. We are not. But God has continued to provide financially for our family. The $2000 monthly GAPS food bill is always covered. Our mortgage is the same whether we have 6 or 15 people under our roof. Our children are well adjusted and have more love to give and receive then they know what to do with. I suppose I would like a little more alone time. It is becoming harder to find the time to leave the house alone for kick boxing class. But I just love these children God has given us. They are such a treasure. They are my passion. I truly don’t know what I would rather be doing then reading picture books, teaching our new math program, helping my children figure out what ails them, helping them to process their hurts and their sorrows, and sharing with them the beauty of this life God has given us. And yes, we know we are not getting any younger (since welcoming Zachary, we have been reminded of this as well). But, our kids don’t see the wrinkles around our eyes, the skin that is less elastic. They just see that we love them. And for them, and for Van and myself, this is enough.