Sunday, June 26, 2011
In fact, I was in mourning. 4 days before Patrick was born, I had a miscarriage. I was less than 2 months pregnant, but it shook my world. I had had an easy pregnancy with Maggie and expected the same with this pregnancy. We had been through an emotional whirlwind with R and J. I looked back through my old posts to see what I was doing on his birthday. This was the closest post I could find to the day that he was born.http://coleminer77.blogspot.com/2009/06/remembering-to-praise-him.html I just re-read it and it makes me cry. The comments make me cry the most.
Two months later, we got the best phone call of our lives. There was a little boy who had been born on June 28th. He had been in emergency foster care and he was probably going to be adoptable. Were we willing to take the risk? Oh and he had reddish blonde hair. DUH! Bring it on!