Adoption Day

Adoption Day

Wow. What a crazy last couple of weeks!! So many things have happened, I can barely believe it. Of course, the most amazing of them all was our adoption finalization! It was an open invitation to all our family and friends – we kind of wanted it that way. It gave everyone an opportunity to be there and didn’t want anyone to be left out! Here are a few pictures of our very special day! A huge thank you to our amazing photographer Lauryn Marette for capturing this day for us.  This last picture really says a thousand words. It represents all those who made it and those in the spirit who wanted to be. This day will be remembered for years to come. We realized how blessed we are. We are always loved. We are always supported. We are always prayed for. Our family truly is blessed! We are so happy for all of you for supporting us during this WHOLE process. For encouraging us when we felt like this was never going to end. For praying for us when we were at a loss for words. For loving us in the tough and dark times. For that, we are forever grateful. And now, we can breathe because we have reached that light at the end of the tunnel! We can smile, laugh and celebrate that we are finally and officially a family! Forever, we are thankful for you all and for the beautiful family God knit together just for us.  XOXO, Lidy Feel free to leave a comment! You can also follow Hello Lidy by email, Pinterest, Facebook, Twitter,...
The Light

The Light

A couple weeks ago, I shared a little insight into our personal life. A heaviness that has been over our family the past few months. Then like a flick of a switch, we received the most amazing news that reminded us of how blessed we truly are and how wonderful things are going to be.  On July 25th, our three amazing babies will finally be ours forever!  Yes, our adoption finalization is scheduled and happening this month! I can hardly believe it. Two years ago, I shared our plans to adopt and our journey along the way. On Monday, we finally sign the paperwork to make everything official – we’ve been dreaming of this day for so long!  Now, I can finally introduce you to our three kids as OURS. I can show you their sweet faces and share all the stories in the world with no hesitation or fear. I can’t tell you how good it feels to finally come to this light at the end of the tunnel. For the longest time, I’ve watched so many friends have their babies after that 9 month wait. I’ve seen the joy in their eyes when they finally held their babies in their arms, knowing they were theirs forever. Always. And now, we can finally hold our kids in our arms and feel that same exact way!  You better believe my family and our close friends will be there to celebrate this special day. A day we will never forget. A day that we will always celebrate and praise God for. A day, we finally see that our prayers, our hopes and faith...
Better Things Ahead

Better Things Ahead

Firstly, thank you friends for your sweet words and support after I opened up and shared my struggles with you last week. It was a scary thing for me to be honest in that way, I was afraid of judgement and hurtful words. I do have to admit, I had only one response from someone that claimed I was making a public complaint just to gain sympathy. But for the most part, I had nothing but loving support. I realize there will always be people who don’t know me in the slightest and I suddenly realized how easy it is to let go of those kinds of hurtful people. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.  It’s inevitable that hardships are unavoidable. We will face them periodically in our lives. Whether it be jobs, family, health, finances. We will all hit a wall that we are afraid we won’t be able to climb over. But the thing is, we will. We always do. My husband and I have been going through some of the hardest things imaginable, aside from our adoption. A matter of fact, our adoption is nothing in comparison to the latest events in our life. I came across this great C.S. Lewis quote the other day, ” There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind”.  Last night I finally had to just let people go. Release them into the unknown future. Be at peace with letting fruitless relationships die and not feel guilty about it. We can’t spend a life time convincing people to love us, it should just happen. And if...
Breathe

Breathe

Days like today I just lift my head up. I take a deep breathe in, letting out all that hinders me. The yesterdays are gone. Our lives feel so unsettled, the ground moving and shifting from under our feet. I’m tired and in need of rest, but there is none. In my arms I try to hold tight to the things that matter. And I am reminded of my little ones.   The lives they had, torn from, lives that they were pushed into, taken out of. Only to have such emotionless responses from people. As though it’s normal and everybody has a sob story, like it’s a competition. The thing is, this isn’t a sob story. It’s THEIR reality. There is nothing much worse than being a baby, vulnerable and needy. Being helpless. Being lonely. Abandoned. Abused. Starving. Dirty. Separated from siblings. Losing a mother and father. Losing everything. Everything. Getting dropped off from home to home. Never feeling secure or loved the way it comes so naturally to so many. How is that anything to look at and not want to go above and beyond what we are humanly capable of to make that extra effort. Because, yes, I do think my children deserve extra love and attention. And many like them. Yes, I think we need to go out of our way to be more intentional with the way we love and adore them. Why shouldn’t they receive that from us? If we treat them differently than someone else’s biological son or daughter, it’s because they ARE different. And that’s the truth. That’s the thing we...
Violet’s Room: Inspiration

Violet’s Room: Inspiration

As you all know by now, my husband and I are fostering to adopt. Still waiting patiently, but growing ever so excited as we get closer and closer! We didn’t expect to become parents of a 3, 2 and 1 year old instantly, but it has been the most amazing journey and I wouldn’t change it for the world!  Of course, it comes with challenges. Deep issues, which I am not free to speak of. But also little things, like not being as prepared as I imagined I would be, had we had time to properly prepare their little rooms! The sad reality is, a lot of foster kids come with nothing. I mean nothing. Others come with toys that they have had since birth, dirty and no longer age appropriate. And you can’t rip them of their only belongings because a lot of times, it’s not just some dirty toy or blanket. It’s the only constant in their life or memory of somebody they love dearly.  When we first brought home our two oldest, we had one room ready to go. We were prepared for a baby, so the room had a crib all set up, a change table, burp cloths, bottles, pacifiers, mobiles, baby toys and other essentials. I just didn’t think we would skip that whole infant stage and go straight into the toddler craziness! I found myself packing away all the baby stuff, using the change table to pile stuff on. Corners of the room became storage spaces, full of things I didn’t know whether to keep or give away. The room became a mess! ...
The Mother Part

The Mother Part

The truth is, the past year or two has been some of the hardest years I’ve had to face so far. It’s not because of one pivotal moment that shifted the course of my life, but rather a compilation of things that has caused a vicious storm. One where I cling to my boat with all my might, my nails digging in deep to keep from being lost forever. Out in the sea of all my troubles and woes.  There are so many little issues in my life, it was manageable at one time. When we decided to adopt, I knew it was going to be hard and at times it would feel impossible. And so we went in prepared, knowing what to expect and not allowing for those surprises. But what hurt the most, the thing I never saw coming was how different I would feel. How relationships would fold and how those little issues in our life would become mountains in the end.  The thing is, if I had become pregnant things would be a lot more different. I would fit in with all my friends. I would pose for pictures and hold my belly. I would have all my family gather at the doctors as we excitingly discovered the gender of our little baby. We would throw a gender reveal party and cut a cute cake. We would have showers galore and play all those fun pregnancy games. I would feel and look the part. The mother part.  But the truth is, I stood alone in a corner watching all the other women celebrate and smile...
Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Thank you friends for your patience while I am still on vacation with my family. I know it’s been quiet around here, but I have to be honest, this break was needed for our little family. I am so thankful you are such faithful friends and followers and I can’t wait to get back to blogging and connecting with you all once more!  I decided a new years post was a must! This year has been such an incredible blessing and also a challenge. I stopped making resolutions years ago when I could never seem to achieve any of them. Mostly because I’ve learned to embrace whatever life throws at you and to accept new challenges as teachable moments and not be so hard on yourself when you make mistakes a long the way.  As I stand on this cusp of letting go of one year and entering into a new one, I find myself once more feeling that twang of emotion. Life is so short and every year seems to go by even faster than the last. Don’t you think? But this year is by far the most special to me and it will always stand out for years to come. In 2013, my husband and I became parents for the third time. We added a beautiful son to our family where he joined his older brother and sister.They have sent our lives spiraling out of control and bringing about so much joy.  I’ve learned that life can be so meaningless when you only live inside a box. When you don’t stretch the boundaries of what’s normal and...
A Worthy Journey

A Worthy Journey

I’m not going to lie. It hurts. This is so hard. I feel at times we can never just get a break. I want to cry, but I am so overwhelmed with so many things, I can’t bring myself to tears. It would just feel so good to cry out too.  Instead, I just deal with it. Day at a time. Somedays, the littlest things become too much and I just sit on the couch. Not lifting a finger. I let the kids eat junk and watch movies all day. I let them make a mess in the living room and leave their toys sitting around. I don’t care. Because it seems so trivial in the moment. In all the clutter and mess that is my life.  This week has been the breaking point. We are missing out on an amazing chance to go to Sweden with my husband’s entire family. There are many unfortunate reasons, but the easiest one to explain would be due to our adoption not having been finalized yet. It’s just another thing we are tempted to be bitter about. It has brought about a deep sadness for me. A sadness for my husband being the only sibling to miss out on meeting family and experiencing his rich heritage with his parents and kin. A sadness for my children not being included in something this special with their cousins. We are also trying desperately to get things figured out for the holidays so we can at least spend it with my family, which is proving impossible. It’s just one road block after another. I want...
Road Trip To Canada

Road Trip To Canada

I can’t explain how excited I am! Months ago, my husband and I requested that we take our three foster babies (soon to be ours) to Canada. I have to be honest, I thought the judge would say “NO”, but I was pleasantly surprised when my social worker said that he granted our request! What?!?!!?! After much figuring out, we finally got everything organized and started our long journey from California to Alberta, Canada.  Let’s just say, it started out HORRIBLY. I might have wrecked our car in a minor accident a few days before we had to leave. We got it all fixed up – so we thought. Turned out, there was more damage than originally told. We had to stop in Nevada for a three hour layover while our car tire and rim were replaced. It was a bit annoying, but we eventually got back on the road again! We finally got out of Nevada and made our way to Arizona when our tire pressure light flicked on. We pulled over, filled it with air and knew there was some sort of problem. Sure enough, 30 miles later it popped back on. Sadly, we pulled over again and made our way to a tire repair shop where we discovered there was a nail in our tire and had slowly been leaking. We got it patched up and we were FINALLY good to go! Not. Fun.  From that moment on it was smooth sailing! Our kids did AMAZING that entire time! We are SO blessed to have such great little travelers. We enjoyed the scenery as I announced...
Approaching The End

Approaching The End

It’s almost been a year since we first were introduced to the two most amazing babies. I will never forget the fear we felt when we first brought them into our home. There were a lot of tears. A lot of questions. A lot of uncertainties. A lot of doubt. But we knew our faith was being stretched. Up to this point, we had experienced a lot of battles. In our marriage, family relationships, individually. But this was nothing in comparison.  We were taking a huge step in a direction we never imagined possible.  Since that day, there have been many challenges and many rewards. It’s been a roller coaster of events in and out of court, things I don’t want to even try to explain. Your head would probably explode! I know this, because mine almost did. Things don’t make sense. Still don’t make sense, actually. Then all of a sudden, something shifts and you are in awe. We always just trusted that we were doing what we felt was right. Following a call greater than our own. So we took it day at a time, letting things happen as they should. Trying our best not to let unbelief win over our hearts and minds. And then it happened. Clear as day, I heard the words “Parental Rights Terminated”. Terminated. The end.  No one told me how emotional it was going to be. And not just because this meant our two oldest babies were months away from being ours FOREVER, but that a mother had forever lost her own. A part of her. No matter her mistakes or...
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