Introducing Janzyn!

Well, Janzyn finally made it after four dry runs to the hospital. His poor little mom had been contracting since last week but today was the real deal. Everything went great and both mom and baby are doing awesome! About a week ago, the birth mom called me and asked if she could talk to me. She said she had been praying about things and finally received an answer. She asked if we had changed our mind about taking the baby and I told her of course not. She then said she knew it was the right thing for us to have the baby. I know that she still could change her mind, but all day she indicated that she still wanted us to have him. So.... Janzyn AJ Mea, soon to be Anderson, was born this evening at 6:30, weighing in at a whopping 6 pounds and was 18 inches long. He's a tiny thing, but considering his mom is barely 4'11" and his dad is maybe 5'6" if he stretches, he doesn't have a prayer in the height department. He's absolutely adorable, perfect in every way, and the whole family is thrilled he's finally here.

I'm, once again, completely humbled by the miracle of birth. I've witnessed many deliveries over the years as I was blessed with the opportunity to be a part of watching families grow through adoption. This time, however, it was different. This was my miracle. I watched as this beautiful little girl struggled with the decision to place her baby for adoption and my heart ached. It ached for her and the turmoil she was going through and the heartache I knew would be hers if she chose to place her child with us and yet I also ached with the longing I had to experience the blessing of having another child join our family. Such a bitter-sweet experience. I've seen both sides and my heart breaks for everyone involved. The courage and strength this little mom has had is incredible, as is the unselfishness and determination. Words can not begin to express the gratitude and love I feel for her.

I've thought a lot about the whole adoption triangle and my feelings and impressions have hit me to the core. I believe the bottom two points of the triangle are the birth mother and the adoptive mother, both equal in love for the child. At the top, I believe is our Heavenly Father, the only one who could possibly love the child even more than either of the mothers. I know these children are special in His sight. Any child, whether biological or adoptive, is merely on lease from the God who created them. I'm humbled beyond words to think that I have the incredible responsibility of raising and nurturing these precious children, inadequate as I may be. I hope that I can give them each the love and respect they deserve as children of a Father in Heaven.