Now that they are all over, I can finally call them exciting.
And happy, horrible, miraculous, wonderful, miserable, terrifying, humbling, infuriating, amazing, and all of the other things that they were while we were going through them.
On the day of our 4 year anniversary, Matt and I had set up an appointment to see a townhouse in West Valley and planned to go to lunch afterward. As I was driving to meet Matt at the townhouse, I got a text from his cousin, Angie. Her text said that she had heard that we were thinking about adopting and she wanted to know if we wanted to meet with a woman that had reached out to her about a child she wanted to place with a family.
My first reaction was "Whaaaaaaaaaat?"
And then I had a feeling that I will never forget. As I was driving down I-15, I suddenly felt as though my heart had leapt out of my chest. My heart burst with happiness and tears sprang to my eyes. There was a baby that needed a home.
But as quickly as that feeling came, my rational mind stepped in to bring me back down to earth. Could this even be real? Who are these people? Are they lying? Would they really give us their baby? Could we even do this right now? Are we ready? Could this even really possibly work out?
When I got to the house, we walked through the whole place and decided that we actually liked it pretty well. I showed Matt the text from his cousin and asked him what he thought. While he was very surprised, he thought that it wouldn't hurt to look into every opportunity that comes our way! So I texted Angie back and told her that we would be interested in meeting this family and seeing if we could adopt their baby.
Ever since we moved back into the in-laws' house, I had been praying that Matt and I would find a home. We had decided that what we wanted most was to have a family, but in order to have a family we had to have a home first. So I made a deal with Heavenly Father: if He found us a home, I would do everything in my power to move forward with adoption. I remember standing in the driveway of the townhouse and thinking that if Heavenly Father wanted these things to work out for us, we could possibly have both a home and a baby very, very soon.
What happened next was the fastest, longest, most stressful three months of my life.
Six weeks after we saw the house, we closed on it and moved ourselves in!
And it could not be a more perfect house for us! Exhibit A: ChrisTina loves the house.
(especially the backyard)
Exhibit B: Matty loves the house.
And he also loves me because what you can't see in this picture is the rain AND HAIL that tried to kill him while he was outside grilling us steak for dinner. I love my Matty!
Exhibit C: West Valley is our kind of people.
That is a beautiful grey Dodge Charger with black racing stripes and #ForPaul stickers that I spotted in the parking lot of our local Smith's. This person is destined to become my best friend someday.
So obviously, everything about our new house is perfect... except for maybe a little incident with the water heater needing to be drained and rinsed out
And the delightful plethora of lawn ornaments that were left in the backyard for us to clean up
And these painted vines in the downstairs that make me sigh every time I look at them.
Do I look like an 80 year old grandma? Get those vines out of here.
Other than that, the house is perfect and we could not love it more! The ward is great and we already feel right at home. After 4 years of marriage, Matt and I finally have a real place that we can call all our own and it is AWESOME!
I love having a home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My first reaction was "Whaaaaaaaaaat?"
And then I had a feeling that I will never forget. As I was driving down I-15, I suddenly felt as though my heart had leapt out of my chest. My heart burst with happiness and tears sprang to my eyes. There was a baby that needed a home.
But as quickly as that feeling came, my rational mind stepped in to bring me back down to earth. Could this even be real? Who are these people? Are they lying? Would they really give us their baby? Could we even do this right now? Are we ready? Could this even really possibly work out?
When I got to the house, we walked through the whole place and decided that we actually liked it pretty well. I showed Matt the text from his cousin and asked him what he thought. While he was very surprised, he thought that it wouldn't hurt to look into every opportunity that comes our way! So I texted Angie back and told her that we would be interested in meeting this family and seeing if we could adopt their baby.
Ever since we moved back into the in-laws' house, I had been praying that Matt and I would find a home. We had decided that what we wanted most was to have a family, but in order to have a family we had to have a home first. So I made a deal with Heavenly Father: if He found us a home, I would do everything in my power to move forward with adoption. I remember standing in the driveway of the townhouse and thinking that if Heavenly Father wanted these things to work out for us, we could possibly have both a home and a baby very, very soon.
What happened next was the fastest, longest, most stressful three months of my life.
Six weeks after we saw the house, we closed on it and moved ourselves in!
And it could not be a more perfect house for us! Exhibit A: ChrisTina loves the house.
(especially the backyard)
Exhibit B: Matty loves the house.
And he also loves me because what you can't see in this picture is the rain AND HAIL that tried to kill him while he was outside grilling us steak for dinner. I love my Matty!
Exhibit C: West Valley is our kind of people.
That is a beautiful grey Dodge Charger with black racing stripes and #ForPaul stickers that I spotted in the parking lot of our local Smith's. This person is destined to become my best friend someday.
So obviously, everything about our new house is perfect... except for maybe a little incident with the water heater needing to be drained and rinsed out
And the delightful plethora of lawn ornaments that were left in the backyard for us to clean up
And these painted vines in the downstairs that make me sigh every time I look at them.
Do I look like an 80 year old grandma? Get those vines out of here.
Other than that, the house is perfect and we could not love it more! The ward is great and we already feel right at home. After 4 years of marriage, Matt and I finally have a real place that we can call all our own and it is AWESOME!
I love having a home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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