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miracle baby

as you’ve probably figured out by now, writing is not my thing, as much as i wish that it were, it’s not.

i swear when im laying in bed at night, i think about the posts i’ll be writing for the week and in my head it sounds like i’m freakin shakespeare.

i get to my office and i got nothin’.

with that being said and with much trepidation, i’ll try to tell you the story of my sister and her journey to motherhood…

i’m one of her baby sisters (if you don’t already know, i’m a twin- hollaaaa!)

mom says my sis prayed for baby sisters when she was younger (prayer was answered)

we arrived

…she then prayed for us to go back to heaven…

personally i find that hard to believe, i’m pretty lovable. 

it could have been the barbies of hers that we gave beautiful haircuts to,

the clothing we ruined,

or the times we’d spy on her, write down what she was doing and report it back to mom and dad… but i’m just guessing.

any who, somewhere along the way (as i’m sure happens with most siblings) we became friends.

i’ve watched my sister go through some dark and rough patches

without going into to much detail about her personal life we prayed that one day it would change.

prayer answered.

she met her husband one january just 3 or so years ago

they were engaged that april and married that june.

she knew that she immediately wanted to try to have children.

 after many attempts and doctors visits it was determined that it was just not possible for them at the moment.

i can’t image how my sister and her husband felt (or how anyone feels when they want something so badly, like a child, but are told they can not have one- naturally)

i would assume that i would be depressed, mad, angry, and questioning, why.

not my sister.

she handled herself with such grace and showed such a faithfulness in God and His timing, His will. (something i’ll admire in her forever)

they decided on adoption.

i could go on and on about how i LOVE adoptions, the idea of them, the outcome of them, everything.

within a few short months of putting in their papers with the case worker they got the call, their baby was arriving. just after their wedding anniversary.

they drove to the hospital, met their daughter, and met the parents who would be doing the most selfless thing imaginable….

they gave my sister her family. they gave her the title of “mom”

with that, i formally introduce to you for the very first time my niece, sydney grace.

we’ll start at the hospital with the very first meeting


i’m fairly certain my sister called everyone in her contacts and whoever else she could reach.2


meeting her “pappy” for the first time






meeting her uncle, brent





meeting her other granny


aunt brooke (my twinsy)



first family picture.



her newborn session that we shot a few days later

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and 3 month session (can you tell i’ve been holding off on these pictures until everything was final? ) now you’ll see a lot more of s.g.


and 6 months.27


christmas hat from her nanny.


yesterday we gathered at the courthouse for the final meeting with the judge-the adoption is now official!













4 responses

  1. valor

    I love Sydney! she’s sweet.

    April 11, 2013 at 10:40 AM

  2. Aimee

    Awesome blog post! Gave me chills. The Lord is good!

    April 11, 2013 at 2:39 PM

  3. Cousin Sharon

    A professional writer could not have said it any better! What a blessing to be a part of this truly blessed event!

    April 12, 2013 at 11:12 AM

  4. Erin

    I love this post so much!! Horray!! You are Shakespeare to me 😉

    April 12, 2013 at 9:03 PM

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