"Fruit" from Barrenness

I’ve written a few times of the oximornic “fruit” that has come forth from my infertility journey. One of the best fruits has been meeting so many of you virtually through the IF blogosphere. Other bloggers have testified to the same happening. A special hello to the lurkers out there; some of you have been pointed to my blog from my friends. Thanks for reading.

As long time readers may recall, about this time last year I was losing weight in the hopes of adopting from South Korea. My husband and I had embraced (and still do) adoption wholeheartedly. One night in the summer of 2009, I mentioned to my friend C about our adoption process. C and her husband had gone through the China adoption process and were waiting for a referral. Unfortunately, adoption in China has majorly slowed down in the past few years. C and her husband’s log in date was in 2006. When I told them of the relatively short wait for Korea (9 months), they decided to investigate it.

Fast forward to January of 2010. C excitedly posted a picture of their referral, an adorable little boy. In May of 2010, C and her husband travelled to South Korea and brought home their son, Andrew. Ironically, they also chose the name we would have given to a Korean son, after St. Andrew Kim.

C’s referral happened just before I became pregnant in 2010. I must say, this event really made my infertility journey worth it. If God had told me that my infertility journey, which lead to NaPro, which lead to adoption, would help others, perhaps I would have been more willing. I’m grateful that God used this journey to make C a mother.

A few weeks ago, C, her husband, and little Andrew came over to meet Katie Beth in person. We took this picture, one we had never fathomed possible in such short time: both of us mothers, holding our babies.

The “fruit” came from years of bitter sorrow, but oh, the joy….

p.s.  KB is almost 3 months old!  The time is flying by.  I relish staying home with her.  All those years of waiting make every moment with her (ok, well almost) that much sweeter.  And I'm not worried that our Christmas tree is still set up; it makes a great night light.  We don't intend to imitate JellyBelly's friend, though.