On that drive home on December 23rd from Sunriver it had snowed in Portland. I needed to get another shot from the doctor's before Christmas. Nick and I discussed on the car ride back what would be the best way to do that. Originally we had thought I would go in on Christmas Eve in the morning, but as we got on the other side of the mountain we saw all the snow and slow traffic, and we opted to stop by the clinic on our way home. It ended up being a blessing for us, finding out later, that our friends also coming back who had not gone through Portland but around Portland, ended up being stuck on a freeway that was not moving for 3 hours. (We did not envy what they had to sit through, and again grateful, with potty training Ava that we were not put in that situation).
Our church does an annual night of prayer from midnight to 6 in the morning. My friends Becca, Emily, April & I decided to get a hotel one night and have our own night of prayer that would end at midnight instead of begin at midnight. With me being on hormones, and April being pregnant, and really honestly none of us super big on the idea of not getting sleep all night long and having to pay for it later with our children, we decided that we would follow the pattern of how they pray and what they pray for, and do it together. We had so much fun, it was a beautiful time of lifting up the plans God had for us and our children and any children to come. I am so grateful for the time we had together to do that.
I also planned a trip to go see some of our extended family in Albuquerque, for the very beginning of February. It would be without children, and a chance to just be a sister and an Auntie to my niece and nephew. I am so grateful for that time and those memories. Sometimes making sure we take the chance to do something God lays on our heart is important. I didn't realize that would be my last plane flight for a three + year period.
On that plane flight I had a layover, and deciding to get frozen yogurt for my lunch. Not the best decision. I felt nauseous the on the second leg to Albuquerque. But I will never forget what God did on that flight. I sat next to a man, who was probably about 20 years older than me, named Paul. I do remember he had a very musky cologne on, which was not a help to feeling better. But we started talking basics. I had two children that we had adopted, and that we had struggled with not getting pregnant on our own, and that I was visiting family in Albuquerque. He wants to show me pictures of his daughters. As he pulls them out, they seem a bit dated to me. They reminded me of Olan Mill pictures taken of me when I was a child, and the hair styles were ones that were from the 80s era. As I wondered about the pictures, he began to share his story. He had a wife, and three daughters. They were beautiful daughters - they all had blond hair and gorgeous smiles. Then he shares that they were all killed by a drunk driver. This man sitting next to me gained all my respect in the world as he shared his heart, of the loss, but also his desire to let the man know who did it, that he was forgiven. He was a man that would have given anything to have them back in his arms, but chose in his life to embrace what God had placed in front of him and desired to show God's love and kindness and forgiveness to others. Towards the end of the flight, he took my hands in his, and he prayed for my time with my family. He prayed for my husband and I, and for the plans God had for my life.
I had never felt so covered or blessed in my life.
I think I share these things, just as a reminder to myself. I could have been pushy at the dr.'s office, and not wanted to follow the advice to make my endometriosis go into remission for three months before we tried invitro. We could have tried to get pregnant in December instead of February.
But I would have missed out on so many things God wanted to do in my life during that time. I literally felt carried through February. No rushing to the finish line, just living each day at a time enjoying each moment He placed in front of me, no matter the outcome of what happened. I would have missed out on so much if I had chosen to go that route.
Recap: some of the memories I am grateful for during the time I waited to do invitro:
Potty training Ava
Going to Sunriver with friends
Running in the snow
Prayer Retreat with April Becca & Emily
Spending time with Joy & Rachael & Alyia & Kearney & Daniel in Albuquerque
Meeting Paul and being prayed by him
Ava Mae Hope at Josiah's swimming lessons
My beautiful friends on our night of prayer
King Josiah at his birthday at Burger King
Joy taking me to her favorite Chinese food down in Albuquerque:
The crazy snow in Portland
Taking Josiah ice skating for the first time in Sunriver
Ava watches the big kids play from her high chair
Josiah eating snow with friends