The decision

The morning after Brian dropped the bomb, so to speak, I went to church wrestling with the "what should we do" factor. Should I push the issue that maybe we should just somehow try to get pregnant ourselves or should I really seek the Lord's way on this and let Him finish what He obviously had already started. Thankfully, I recieved confirmation a number of ways through the day during worship, prayer and fellowship that this was God's plan and if I really wanted to be in God's will, I needed to submit to whatever He was trying to get started here. Part of me knew though that more prayer was needed and more thought on if this was really a road in which we were destined to go down or just another fleeting thought.

Our 9th Anniversary was fast approaching and we decided in a couple of weeks to retreat to Seattle for a weekend away to celebrate our marriage. We also both knew this would be a time to really discuss what move to make next. We knew it would be decision time.

The weekend came and it was a wonderful time together in a wonderful city. Over brunch one morning we sat and really discussed what this decision would mean. How would it affect our family and why would we be doing it. We decided that we would go forward to adopt and take our family from a party for 3 to a party of 4. Once we got back home it would be time to get the ball rolling and decide what direction to take.