I will write more about the photo shoot later, but I had one of my dreams come true this week and that was to have a photographer take pics of my newborn son. You know that saying “I think she only got married to have a wedding.” I guess you could jokingly say, “I think she only adopted a baby to take pics of him.” I have been dreaming of this session for many years. I had planned out hats, blankets, baskets, poses. I was just waiting on the baby and our son is better than I could imagine.
God did good with this one. He was perfect throughout the session. He did exactly what I had dreamed he would do and the pics came out far better than my wildest dreams. It all fit like a glove. Never did I pray or plan to have a baby at Christmas. However, it is the greatest gift and such a fun time to celebrate a baby. We get to do Christmas card/birth announcements and get to introduce him to all our family members at such a blessed time. God has been too good to me.
The best thing is that as we mourn the loss of my grandmother, we also celebrate the life of my baby. God gives and He takes away. I am living the parental dream. Enjoying each smell, each moment, each cry, each diaper, each hug and kiss. It helps that I am not hurting from the delivery, but I also am grateful for every midnight feeding because it means I have a baby to feed. I have yearned for this and I get to wake up every morning to see his face. I am so thankful.
The good news is: I leaned on God during the years of waiting which makes these days of blessing so much more. I was complete before the baby, but I now see the joy that comes when God chooses you to parent a child. I still believe God created this baby with us in mind and we are thankful to his birthparents for their role in this miracle. May they always know the blessings of our Father through this miracle of life.