A life turned upside down

Five years ago this week, I responded to my last "would you like to be considered for this child?" email from our agency. We responded "Yes! Please show our profile!" only to find out a few days later that the expectant mother's plans had changed.

A few days later, a girlfriend and I went out of town for the day, blowing off steam from the heartache I felt. On our drive I told her "I'm calling our social worker tomorrow to tell her I'm done."
We'd been in the process of domestic adoption for 18 months and I was drained. Nothing can prepare your heart for being ready to say "yes!" to a child sixteen times and to not be chosen. I couldn't imagine continuing on.

We went shopping, had some Mexican food and margaritas and my heart felt peace. I was ready to let go. 

Then my phone rang. 

"Kelsey, I have some news for you. You have a son."

Wait. What? In an instant my world turned upside down. Five hours later, there was a beautiful little boy in my arms. 

I was reflecting on the last five years earlier today. Five years ago, I gave up on ever being a mom. But today I came home to my feisty little boy who turns five on Sunday. I came home to my 5-1/2-year-old son, who came home three years ago, who got the giggles when he saw me come into the room and couldn't stop smiling for a good 20 minutes. I came home to my almost 3-year-old daughter, home one year yesterday, who grinned ear to ear when I was standing over her bed when she woke from her nap. 

Some days, the mundane can get to me. The days are much the same when you're mom to littles. 

Today, I kissed boo boos today. I changed diapers. I fed kids. I gave tickles and baths. 

But today, I thanked God for the mundane. Today I reveled in it, thanking God for turning my world upside down five years ago and blessing me with these little people.