So I've been saying it for months and here goes...my first blog entry. Stay with me as I back track some from January. Ronney and I had been trying to have a baby for several years. We went through numerous and painful fertility treatments for 3 of those years without any luck. The doctors never knew why we couldn't conceive. We had discussed adoption many times, but the conversations always ended the same way...in tears. We just weren't ready. As the years passed, I attended MANY baby showers and even hosted a few at my own house. Each one as painful as the next. I watched as both of my sisters gave birth to my beautiful nephews and a niece. I usually felt out of place when they discussed their pregnancies and the miracle of giving birth. I just stood their with nothing to say and I know their hearts were breaking for me. My husband and I knew that God had a plan, but waiting for a child was beginning to wear on us. We were contacted a couple of years ago about adopting a baby out of state. That did not work out. To help deal with that failed adoption, Ronney booked us on a 7 day cruise for our 12 year anniversary.
We were so excited to just get away and have some fun. As soon as we stepped off the boat after the cruise, we both turned on our cell phones and listened to the messages. One was from my best friend asking me to call her immediately. Thinking something must be terribly wrong, I called her and what happened next has changed our life forever...a baby. She began to tell me about a young mother that wanted her baby to go to a good home. She didn't know all the details, but a mutual friend of ours did and told me to call her. Needless to say, but tears were pouring down my face and Ronney was looking at me thinking something horrible had happened. I hung up the phone and began to explain. It was like God was saying, "Here you go, Ronney and Lisa!" I had just spent a week on a cruise, out on our private deck saying "why God, why can't we have a baby?" Then as soon as we step off, we find out about our son, Carter. I was able to go all the doctor appointments and Ronney went to a few as well. When the time came for Carter to be born, I got to be in the delivery room. The doctor looked him over and the nurses wrapped him up in a blanket and handed him to me. I walked out the door where Ronney was standing and I said, "Here's your son!" We walked around the corner to the nursery and was met by family and friends, about 50 in all. There were so many people there to help us welcome Carter into our family.
What a day that was. My family and friends continue to tell me that it's a day they will never forget as well. I plan on updating the blog while I am on Christmas break. So there is more to come.
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