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The Perfect-Looking Family
That was us – almost. Five years ago, our life looked nearly perfect.  I had met the love of my life during a great adventure... we had an exciting romance, got married, traveled the world, and settled in Texas.

We had two beautiful, brilliant little girls and a baby boy, and lived in a cute little house in the suburbs.

Then God rocked our world.

In 2011, we went through one of the hardest journeys of my life to bring home two five-year-olds from Ukraine, and during that ordeal adventure, I found out I was pregnant with our 6th child.  On the last flight home from Ukraine, with two Russian-speaking children and an 18 month old in tow, and with morning sickness in full swing, I was puking in the handy disposable bag found in the seat-back pocket, thinking  “What have we done?  God?  Did we hear you right?”

Could She Be More American?

We’ve Never Been the Same
I had no idea how adoption would change our life. How it would rock our world and crush our pride and show us such deep-seated wickedness in our own souls that probably never would have come to the surface without this refining process. We are learning more about love and grace than we ever thought was needed.

I’ll be honest with you – I was knocked down for a very long time.  Now I’m learning to walk with a limp, and changed the name of my blog from OurBlessedLife to OurBlessed{Broken}Life.

We’ve Held on Through The Storms
In 2014 we found out I was pregnant with a precious baby girl with Trisomy 13.  Again, we went through one of the hardest journeys of my life as we prayed for Baby Rebecca, went through an emergency c-section at 29 weeks, and held her for just an hour before she passed away.  And through it we chose joy anyway.IMG_14

Then God Surprised Us
Just a year later, we had a perfect little preemie baby girl who has been a healing balm to our grief.  We named her Jessa, which means “God sees.”IMG_1856

Now with seven kids, ages 11 and under… attachment issues, learning disabilities, sleepless nights, lingering grief, temper tantrums, and a chronically messy house – we’ve kissed our ‘perfect looking’ family goodbye and we’re learning to embrace the brokenness that brings us closer to God than we ever thought possible.

Most days it’s a real hot mess around here.  But thankfully, we’ve learned to stop chasing after perfect and instead Choose Joy.
We’ve found that keeping chocolate and coffee on hand definitely helps! (wink) 








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