Tuesday, January 29, 2013

God is good...Part 2

Have you read Part 1?  If not, start here.

Eventually, C ended up moving to another state, which brought our visits to a screeching halt.  I can't say I was really that disappointed.  Over the next few months, the boy's case went before the judge and it was determined that our case would move to termination.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't thrilled, I was.  BUT, I was also heart broken for C.  I knew what that judgement meant for her.  I knew her heart would be broken.  I knew she loved her boys and that she desperately wanted them back.  

Isn't that adoption, though?  Adoption ALWAYS comes from a place of brokenness.  Adoption is beautiful, but it's messy.  Our greatest joy as adoptive parents is the birth parent's greatest loss.  Such a hard thing to grasp.  As we were celebrating our adoption, C had just experienced the greatest loss of her life.  Like I said, adoption is messy.  These are the ashes of adoption....little did I know God was busy behind the scenes turning ashes to beauty.   He is faithful.

In December of 2010, we finalized the adoption of Michael and Carson, making official what we already knew in our hearts.  We began our life as an official family of 8 on December 15, 2010...one of the best days of our life.




We flew through life over the next 2 years.  C was never far from our thoughts or prayers, but we never heard from her, and didn't know where she was or what she was up to, until.......

Let's fast forward to December 2012.  I love Instagram, I love that I can capture our very FAST life through photos.  C found our little family on Instagram ( you can find those pics by following me @thelottofus).  As it turns out, she had been following our little family for some time.  She was very careful to watch from the sidelines and never comment or like my photos in fear that I would block her if she made herself known.  

Well, she was quiet until this past December.  One morning last month, I woke up to 8 different comments on pictures.  My i-phone had notified me of the messages, but as I logged into Instagram, the messages had been deleted.  So, I did some investigative work and quickly realized that the person leaving messages and deleting them was C.  I did a little more investigative work and realized that she had called me a couple of times, never leaving a message.  She was reaching out.  So, I reached out as well.  I texted her.  That morning, C and I texted back and forth for over an hour and then chatted on the phone for even longer.  

I was blown away!  I called my mom, my sister, my best friend....I called our social worker.  I was thrilled that C and I had reconnected.  I was thrilled to hear that she was in a very different place than the last time I had seen her.  I was just THRILLED.

God had done amazing things in my life and in my heart since the last time C and I had spoken.  I wanted her to know that.  I needed her to know that.  I wanted her to know that we welcomed a relationship with her, I wanted her to know that we loved her and prayed for her.  I wanted her to know that her boys had been told how much she loved them, I wanted her to know that we talked about her and that her name was mentioned often.  There was so much I wanted her to know.  I am so thankful that God has opened this door and that we would have the chance to tell her all these things.  




Sunday, January 27, 2013

God is good....Part 1

I wonder how many posts I have written with that very same title?  No matter how many I have written before, I can promise you there are more to come, because GOD IS GOOD and that isn't going to change.

I want to share a story with you.  One that has blown my socks off.  God is faithful, He hears our cries and He is faithful.

Without going into much detail, because it really isn't my story to tell, I wanted to share something that God has done in our lives recently.

We adopted 2 of our sons through foster care.  They were 3.5 years and 6 months when we got them. They were precious.  Michael was 3.5 and spoke ZERO english, and Carson was a baby.  We got them with the understanding that they would be with us for a week max.  We were told that their grandfather was going to get them permanently, and we would only have them for a week or so.  Well, many of you know how that story ended.  We adopted.  After 2 years as their foster parents, Emory and I adopted 2 of the most precious little boys you will ever meet....now for the story that you don't know!

Emory and I weren't sure what to expect of the "relationship" between us and birth families through foster care.  I think it is a learn as you go type of process.  We had our boys for almost 5 months before we first met, C, their birth mom.  Honestly (and I will just be really honest), we were getting along just fine, until the day our caseworker informed us that C had showed back up and now wants regular visitations.  I am pretty sure that made me angry.  I was mad, scared, and I am sure a billion other feelings were flowing through me. Here is some more honesty for you...I didn't like her and I hadn't even met her.  I made up my mind about this girl before I met her.  I was jealous, I was scared.  I had fallen in love with these 2 children and I was fearful of what it meant that she was back in the picture.

I will spare you all the details of what the next 18 months looked like.  It wasn't pretty.  I am thankful that we fostered through a company that always showed the love of Jesus to birth families, because if they had depended on me to do that, I am certain it was never done.  I was too worried about Courtney to be concerned with the condition of C's heart.  Over the next 18 months, God did a CRAZY work in my heart.  One that I wasn't looking for and was totally unexpected....one that would change the way I think and operate my business, FAC.  (C, as you are reading this I know you had no idea that you impacted our lives so much, another reason we are so blessed by you!)  I found myself hating C, I was jealous of her, she was their birthmom, she was someone I would never be to them, she loved them (which drove me crazy, I think I had hoped it would be easier to hate her if she didn't love them), but it all came down to jealousy, it came down to my heart.  I don't remember the exact moment it happened, I don't remember the circumstance that led me to this next monumental event.....I just remember being flat on my face, on my knees, crying to God.  I remember Him, in that moment, breaking my heart for C!  He made me think of her, of what she was going through, of what her life had been like and he broke me.  He broke my heart for her so that I could love these two little boys more than I already did, he broke my heart for her so that I could love her and pray for her with a genuine heart, he used C to break my heart for all birth moms, changing the way I approach most of the situations through my adoption company.  Our relationship with C wasn't easy.  She wasn't real fond of us and while God had done a work in me, visits were still awkward and uncomfortable.  We went through the motions with C and she with us.

Brown Bear

Carson is in pre-school, and you know pre-school, they always want the kiddos to participate in cutesy things....aka, homework for the parents!  

Carson got to bring home Brown Bear this weekend.  We were suppose to record the events of our weekend with Brown Bear.  Guess who forgot to read the instructions and take pics throughout the weekend?  Yep, that would be me.  Mom of the year, here!  

Oh, well.  We probably had more fun than all the other families combined as we raced around the house staging activities with Brown Bear and Carson at 6:45 pm.  Did I mention our kids go to bed at 7 pm?  SO, here is what we came up with last minute...

 A little trampoline time!  
 Cuddles with Brown Bear!
 Sliding down the BIG slide!
 "Sleeping" with Brown Bear and Percy
 All the kiddos and Brown Bear
 Playing a little wii!
Riding a stick horse! 
 Nerf Gun War

 Doing laundry
 Trying on Daddy's hats
 Riding daddy's motorcycle
Having a litte Cold Stone Creamery

I think we did pretty good, considering!  What do you think?

Friday, January 25, 2013

RIght to Life March...

So, the Lott family went to our first pro-life rally this week.  We have been talking about it for a full year.  We have been talking, explaining and preparing the kiddos for a year.  They were most excited about missing school, I think.  

I was excited for a plethora of reasons.  I wanted the kids to see Emory and I (and his sweet parents) stand up for what we believe in.  I wanted them to see us defending life and not sitting on the sidelines while 55 million babies are being aborted.  I wanted the kiddos to see how you can peacefully stand up for what you believe in, you can do it in a way that honors God.  

I am so thankful that we went, we braved the cold and we stood up for what we believed.  The best part of the whole experience though, may have been the night before...we stayed up late and we made posters.  We made posters as a family and we discussed what they said, what they meant and why they are so important.  It was such a great time of discussion for the kiddos, and they really didn't even realize that we were having a discussion.  That's a win in my book!  

So, we made our signs and we met Emory's parents and we went to Atlanta.  We stood on the capitol steps with our hand - made signs, and we praised God through worship songs and incredible speakers and then we silently marched the streets of Atlanta.  We marched as pro-choicers screamed hateful things at us, they yelled hateful things directed at my 6 small children, and we marched silently with our signs.  It was a great experience, and it will not be the last. 

We were blessed with incredible kiddos...they get it.  They get what we are defending and they want to defend life too.  So very proud of this little family of mine.  Thankful that God chose Emory and I to parent this little brood!  

















Saturday, November 3, 2012

Adopted and Loved...


Yes, Mina, you are adopted and you are MOST DEFINITELY LOVED!!!

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Happy Fall Y'all...

It's October.  It's officially fall, my very favorite season.  We have had a rough start to October.  Actually, a very sickly start to October.  We just got home from vacation, while we were gone four of our six children had strep throat and croup...luckily, most of them held out until the lat day or two.  Praise Jesus for that.  Upon returning, Emmy decided to start showing symptoms of sickness...however, in true Emmy fashion, she did it bigger and better than the other 5.  With Emmy's sickle cell, a fever can be a sign of a life threatening infection...we treat every fever as such.  Monday morning I took Emmy to Aflac for a fever, cough and swollen spleen.  It was determined Emmy had strep throat and croup just like the others, but because of her sickle cell, she was also in the middle of a spleen sequestration.  What is a spleen sequestration?

Here's the short answer:



Splenic sequestration crisis is a problem that is sometimes seen in children who have sickle cell disease. The name means:
Splenic the problem occurs in the spleen Sequestration blood in the spleen is separated from the
rest of the blood in the body
Crisis
the problem is an emergency

The spleen is an organ to the left and slightly above the stomach. It is protected by the ribs. The spleen helps to:
Fight infection
Make and store red blood cells Cleans the blood

Splenic sequestration crisis:
Can happen as early as 6 to 9 months of age
Is often seen before 5 years of age
Can occur in older children with hemoglobin SC disease and Sickle Beta+ Thalassemia


What happens with splenic sequestration crisis?
With splenic sequestration crisis, the spleen suddenly gets swollen and big because:
The sickle red blood cells block the blood vessels inside the spleen. This prevents the blood from leaving the spleen.
Once this happens, a large amount of blood gets trapped in the spleen. This causes the spleen to get quite swollen.
Since the blood cannot get back into the circulation, the hemoglobin level (red blood cell count) can fall to very low levels
There may not be enough blood left in the circulation for vital organs like the heart and lungs to work normally.
This can lead to shock and is an emergency. 




So, we spent the entire week back and forth between home and Aflac.  Emmy's hemoglobin dropped to below 7 and her platelets at their lowest were 40k.  In addition to all this, Emmy's ear drum ruptured, and is still oozing thanks to those low platelets.  UGH!! 

All that to say, we've had a rough start to October, but today we had a GREAT day!  Today we went to Burt's Pumpkin Farm, it was Emory and I's 10th year!  Love family traditions. The kiddos love it.  Pumpkin picking always promises lots of pumpkins, boiled peanuts, hayrides, family pictures and a gorgeous drive through the mountains.  Who could ask for more?  Especially after the week we have had!  Here are some fun pics from today!!!  














Happy Fall Y'all!!!

Friday, September 21, 2012

Truth...


This picture perfectly describes how I feel about most of my friendships with the exception of a few.

Isn't it crazy how motherhood totally changes the dynamic of friendships.  It teaches you which friendships are real and worth keeping and which ones you need to run away from...and FAST.  I have given up a lot of friends over the past few years, and have held on tight to the ones that are low maintenance, love me for me, love my family and understand that my family comes first.

I am so thankful for those friends that know me, and understand the chaos that is my life.  I know those precious friends are few, but they are loved and appreciated more than they know!!!

Motherhood brought so many changes for me. Emory and I had 6 children in 6 years, we started 2 companies and grew them from the ground up, we love spending time just the 8 of us and doing things as a family, we LOVE being together.  So, that means that friendships have taken a back seat, and the friends that didn't understand that, are no longer friends, but acquaintances and the friends that did, well, they feel the same way about their families and totally get it!  Thankful for my very dearest friends!  You know who you are, and I can't imagine doing life without you guys!  Love y'all!!!