Find a support group

Through the difficult times, it helps to have a shoulder or shoulders to cry on. Let me tell you that we have already been through two adoptions and we still need those shoulders to help us. We find that in our local church. You may call these groups Sunday School classes or small groups. Regardless, they perform the same function. It gives you a group of people to walk through it with you. When we adopted our first son, we met another couple who had already adopted their daughter. They were invaluable to us as support. Awesome couple. Now that we have adopted another one, we need our group to ask about things like, which Pediatrician do you use, how do deal with discipline, what do you think about homeschooling your kids, etc. We don’t have all of the answers. Sometimes, you walk through life and think that you have to know everything there is. This group is not for you to show off how much you know, how much you make, etc. They are shoulders to cry on. Ears to listen and even prayer partners.




I teach our small group and people immediately stepped in to teach, donated bottles, diapers, etc. They were great. And they still are. Let me tell you something else. You may be close to your family. They may or may not support your decision to adopt. Sometimes your family will counsel you the wrong way. Let me explain. You and your spouse may decide with God’s counsel that adoption is right for you. Then you go down some hard roads. Hit a few speed bumps and then your family may step in and counsel you to not go through with the adoption. It’s causing you too much pain. Go ahead and stop. Listen. Adoption can be hard. Adoption can cause you pain at times. When you have your hopes up for a situation and then you are matched, its great. But when you move farther down the adoption road then the birth mother backs out, it can rip your heart out. Trust me. We were 4 days from leaving and got the call that we didn’t want to hear. Kevin’s dad had second thoughts because he realized he just spent the last weekend with his son. Kevin was a toddler. He would have been great for my 4 year old. Instant play mate. That was tough. I won’t forget him. My wife won’t forget him. I tear up thinking about him and I have my second son. When you hit those times, lean on God and get a support group. It will help you.



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