Our struggle to have a child was not too unlike most infertile couples. We tried for years without success then turned to a fertility specialist for rigorous testing, prodding, poking and emotional turmoil. I wanted a child of my own so badly it consumed my thoughts every waking moment and haunted my dreams every single night. I would cry out to God every day praying for our miracle child. Finally after 5 rounds of IUI I had had enough. I was so distraught; after having stimulated my body to produce eight eggs on our last round of IUI and not conceiving - I knew it was time to get off the roller coaster of disappointment. After a short but emotional discussion my husband and I decided that we would pursue adoption.
On Thanksgiving of 2007 my husband and I were visiting his family in central Florida when I received call from my mom and dad. It turns out that my Aunt and Uncle knew of a child, a little girl only 17months old that may soon be available for adoption. Fast track almost exactly a year to the date later and she was officially our daughter. Alysabeth Felice. We call her Lexi. But the story doesn't end there.
I was afraid I couldn't love her, but now I don't know how I could love her any more; my love for her is all consuming.
"Thank you dear Father for teaching me to love my daughter with an all consuming love. To sacrifice my needs, and wants for hers. Lord, help my sisters who are afraid they can't love their adopted child to know, that they truly can and will." AMEN!