Our agency asked us if we'd be interested in hearing more about a birthmother situation with twins. My emotional response was YES! Todd's rational response was NO! My mind immediately starting picturing our family going from one child to three children, thinking that I'd need a van/SUV, and was already trying to figure out how we'd get two cribs in the nursery. Todd's mind immediately went to finances, schooling/college, and how it would affect Hayden to have not only one baby taking time away from him but two. We had said "no" to multiple births on our paperwork but I truly just went along with Todd as we were filling out the paperwork way back when because I never thought the situation of twins would come up. So, Todd felt like there was nothing to discuss, that we'd already decided this back when we were doing our initial paperwork for the agency. We could have gotten pregnant with twins when going through IVF and would have loved that, but now we were in a weird spot where we actually have a choice. So, after some discussion verging on debate, we were both still sticking to our opinions. I gave Todd a couple of days to hopefully change his mind, and I spent those days praying that God would place it on Todd's heart to move forward with the twins. I also had a couple of very close girlfriends who were praying the same thing. Well, the days came and went without Todd having a change of heart. So, I called the agency and declined. I kept thinking as I was doing it that there was definitely a reason why last week's church sermon was on submission! ("Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord" Ephesians 5:22) I was at peace knowing that God was in control and that if He didn't change Todd's heart on the matter there was a reason for it, even if my heart was telling me otherwise.
This was all a few days ago and I ended up touching base with the social worker at the adoption agency again last night. During the conversation she mentioned that she was glad that we declined the twin situation. I asked her why and she said that they found out that the mother is addicted to methadone, and they also had strong concerns that she isn't going to follow through with the adoption. I couldn't believe it! It is so awesome to see how God is working in this whole process. I'm so thankful He revealed this to me right away so that I wasn't always wondering if we made the wrong decision. He is so good!
And the wait continues...
