Five years and eleven months ago, I was on a flight to Chapel Hill, North Carolina to undergo a tubal reversal. My sweet mama accompanied me on my journey, and when I say journey – I mean that in more than a geographical sense. I was on a mission to find our fourth child, our son. I lost him seven years earlier when I’d had my tubes tied. I had misplaced him and I mourned him…even though he had only existed in my heart. He was real to me, because we’d wanted him.
With ten kids under our roof by the time we were twenty-eight, we made the difficult yet easy decision. Difficult because that meant we would sacrifice that fourth child, long before even his conception. Easy because we were stress-fully, physically, emotionally, and financially exhausted. So the choice was made and carried out…and my heart ached while my head reassured it of our right decision.
Fast forward those seven years, we made a new decision – a chance to find our fourth child. Combined with that the fact that I was having complications due to the tubal, and we were left praying for the proverbial two birds with one stone. We refinanced our house, we consulted, we weighed and measured, we made travel plans…and we jumped into those prayers!
Guess what?! Eleven months, almost to the day, from my reversal surgery – we welcomed our precious, long-lost son, D’Angelo into the world on September 27th, 2007 – and into the family who had waited so long for him. Happy 5th birthday, Baby Boy! You are phenomenal! You are incredible! You are amazing! You are absolutely everything (and so much more) than I could have ever hoped you’d be…YOU ARE.
Mommy and Daddy love you so dang much. We are so thankful we found you.
Crying now. Talk later. Love Momma
Pingback: ThisNest.com