Profile Difficulties

On my “To-Do” list for the last few weeks has been an item that continues to remain on the list in spite of my best attempts to cross it off – making our adoption profile.  Last time we went through the adoption process, the profile was one of the easiest parts.  Sure I had a few fears, but it went quickly and was enjoyable.  This time, not so easy…I am guessing a huge part of the reason is that I don’t have a deadline.  Last time there was an expectant mother we were hoping to show it to who was coming in on a Friday.  We started the adoption process on Tuesday, so we had to hurry!  Apparently, I work well under pressure!

Our first adoption profile, made just over two years ago.  A lot has changed since then (and I know "correct" adoption lingo a little better now - namely that the person reading the profile is not yet a birthmom, but an expectant mom)

The first page of our first adoption profile, made just over two years ago. A lot has changed since then (and I know “correct” adoption lingo a little better now – namely that the person reading the profile is not yet a “birthmom,” but rather is an “expectant mom”)

You’ve got to admit, though, making a profile is weird…you’re putting together a few pages to be shown to a woman who is trying to decide if you should be the parents for the baby she is carrying in her womb!  Wow – overwhelming, much?!  Thankfully, I know that ultimately God is in charge and it only takes one expectant mother of the many to pick us.  I trust and believe that God is in charge and that it will work out.  My striving is just that – striving!  I also know that the littlest things can cause a woman to pick a set of adoptive parents – a picture, a common interest, a place they live… Yes, the profile is important, but we have no idea what will stand out – we just need to be ourselves!  Still for some reason, I am hitting a wall.  What do I include?  What don’t I include?  There are only so many pages…What is most important?  I want to be real, so what represents us best?

I think the hardest part is starting…do you do it in letter form?  “Dear Birthmom…” (except she isn’t a birthmom yet…) Okay, try again… “Hello!…” Then what?  If it wasn’t so frustrating to hit a wall like this, it would be laughable!  It kind of is anyway…if only there was something to record my thoughts as I try to do this!

Maybe it isn’t time for me to work on it, which is why I’m not receiving inspiration.  Or maybe, this time, I am just supposed to do one thing at a time.  Every little step is productive.  So, I decided tonight to pick pictures.  After all, pictures are fun.  Maybe I should just write a “Profile” to-do list and include all the things that need to be done to complete the profile, then I could cross some things off a list.  😉

One thing that has helped me so far is a sweet reminder from a friend:  “you are partnering with God in this endeavor, because no human striving can enlarge your family apart from His will!”  He’ll work through my meager efforts on this profile, will give me the words in His timing and will enlarge our family in His perfect timing!  After all, His word says that His Power is made my perfect in my Weakness…  Here I am, once again, weak (and uninspired), waiting on a powerful (and inspiring) God to lead and guide.  Honestly, although it can be annoying to hit a wall, I am so glad that I am, because it means that I am turning every little detail over to Him, saying, “Lord, please guide me and inspire me.”

Have any of you guys had this problem with an adoption profile or just hit a wall when working on a project?  What helped you?


One of those days

A couple days ago, I had one of those days, one of those days when I was scared of the adoption process.  I was pretty shocked that after having gone through this once before, working with birth moms for two years, and being a huge advocate of domestic adoption that I was scared, but I was.  You see, adoption can be amazing, but it can be messy, because it involves people and people’s lives are messy!

When you are matched with an expectant mother, you know that she can change her mind and decide to parent.  Sometimes this is the best thing for the child, but it doesn’t mean that it hurts the potential adoptive parents any less.  Sometimes that matching process can be dramatic, as the expectant mother drops off the radar for a while.  Other times, you can be matched with the dream expectant mother, who follows through on what she says and is confidant in her decision.  Even then, it can be awkward figuring out relationships and trying to put your “best foot forward.”  I remember with our first adoption spending HOURS going through the clothes in my closet trying to decide what to wear for our first meeting with Abby’s birth mom, because I was worried about what she think about me and whether she would pick me.  Even though, I was confidant that God would work all things together for good, I also knew that she had free will and could choose us or not choose us for whatever reason she wanted.  Philippians 4:5-6 became my mantra, as I tried to not be anxious and to turn to Him.

Then, there is the hospital.  The hospital situation can and will be awkward and messy – who are the parents, who gets to be with the baby when? Who goes with the baby for the hearing check?  Who feeds the baby?  Need I go on?

Once the baby is taken home by us (or any adoptive parents), the messiness can (and probably will) continue.  You see, when you are part of an open, domestic adoption, you are not only welcoming a child into your family.  You are to some degree, welcoming that child’s birth parents and birth family into your lives.  In some adoptions, they are just a part of your life during the pregnancy and you only see them for annual visits.  In other adoptions, you see them all the time and they become like true family.  Either way, you have another person’s feelings and life to consider.  It can be messy as you figure out roles and accidentally step on toes.

As I pondered this, I realized at some point, no matter what, our next adoption will be messy.  Talk about scary!  Who willingly walks into a mess?  What if our next match ends up changing her mind?  What if we get heartbroken again?  What if we can’t figure out our roles and our relationship after the baby is placed with us?  What if we overstep our bounds during her pregnancy or she has a difficult time after pregnancy and it is awkward for all of us?  What if it is messy?

Who willingly walks into something so uncertain, so out of our control, and so messy?!  We are, because God is calling us to!  He calls us to care for the orphans, to reach out to those in need, to provide a home to those that need it.  It will be messy because life is messy, people are messy, and family is messy.  But God can turn messes into something beautiful.  He works all things together for good (Romans 8:28).  These messy relationships can become wonderful friendships.  A child’s life can be changed because of these messes.  This mess can change your family for the better, even if it is difficult at times.  It can make you a better communicator, it can teach you more about God’s love and help you to be more like Him.  Messes can bring beauty.

Satan wants fear to paralyze us, but God promises that He will be with us and it will be worth it!  We are responding, saying “Here we are, use us.  Here we are, send us!  Send us into the unknown. Use us where YOU need us God, in the lives of those that need us,” because we know that God is faithful.  God tells us, “fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10).  Wow, who am I to be afraid?  I have the God of the universe to help me, to strengthen me!

This doesn’t mean it will be easy.  We risk heartbreak.  We risk difficult and awkward situations.  But, He is with us.  And what we are facing is nothing compared to those that the heroes of our faith faced – they were thrown into Lion’s dens, they were beaten and imprisoned, they were crushed, but not destroyed.   As a sign on my wall says, “Faith makes things possible, not easy…”  I’m content with possible, knowing that He is with me!

The “Dreaded” Home Study

It’s that time again – time to complete our home study.  This is one of the busier seasons of adoption.  A large part of an adoption journey is waiting and trusting God, with fundraisers intermixed, but the home study is a busy time: scheduling doctors visits, getting fingerprinted, sending background checks to different states you’ve lived in, filling out stacks of paper, gathering documents, attending trainings (in CO, you are required to have 16 hours of training), reading adoption books, and, of course, meetings and visits in your home.

I’m not going to lie, my gut reaction is to get annoyed at the fact that we have to have a home study.  Most people just have a fun night and find out they are having a baby, no background check or training sessions or paperwork required!  I completely understand why it is necessary – you need to ensure that children who are not naturally born to parents are placed in safe homes, but it doesn’t change my gut reaction.  It doesn’t change the fact that it reminds me that our family is not being grown in the normal way!

God is  reminding me to see the home study process as a blessing!  I think most of us would agree that we wish we had been better prepared to be parents.  We wish we had more time to read that parenting book on the nightstand, but somehow we never find the time!  I am being forced to make the time to learn how to better understand and parent my children!  Although, my gut reaction is to be a tiny bit annoyed that I have to do this when other parents do not, my overwhelming response is to be thankful!  I am being held accountable as I take the time to learn to be a better parent.  In addition, the home study process continually helps me be a better record keeper and it gets us in for annual physicals, which we all know can be easy to skip!  Furthermore, I don’t have to go through morning sickness, fatigue, numerous trips to the bathroom or sleepless night, yet this tedious process will lead us to a child – the child that God has for us or that God has us for!  It is a stretching process and not normal at all, but having been through it once before, I can guarantee that it is worth it!!  Also, just to dispel the myth: it is not a white glove check 😉

God’s also been reminding me that being different is okay.  Yes, our family is different and the home study sure reminds us of this – we have to have people study our family for months and “sign off,” saying that we are a good, safe home for children.  Our children will not share our genetic make-up.  As much as we can talk about how much Abby looks like us, guess what?  She doesn’t have Jonathan’s nose or curly hair.  Her nose and hair may look like his, but they didn’t come from him.  They came from her biological parents. Our family is different in the world’s eyes, but in God’s eyes it is PERFECT!  He has built and is building our family exactly how He wants it to be built – like His family is built.  God’s family is a family of misfits that miraculously fit together because of His son’s blood.  Talk about a different way of building your family – with your son’s blood!  Wow!  How neat is it that I get to have a family that is built the way that God chose to build His – through adoption – and that my family can be part of His family?!  What a reminder that “different” is a good thing!  We are blessed!

If you are looking for more reading, I love this blog post on the “stretch marks” of adoption:

Staying in Shape with Little Ones Under Foot

I know I normally post about adoption, but since a large part of adoption is what happens after the papers are signed (ie. parenting), you’ll see occasional posts about parenting and taking care of yourself.  Today I am blogging about staying in shape!

Before I had kids, whenever I wanted to get in shape, I would start going for runs and would make the gym part of my daily routine.  Now that I am staying home with our little one and not earning a significant income, I can’t justify the cost of a gym membership.  Sure I could still get up early and go for a run before the little one wakes up, but I’m not much of a morning person and I’m not that motivated 😉  Plus, as I’m sure many of you can attest, every minute of sleep is a treasure.  Little kids are exhausting!

Don’t get me wrong, taking care of a toddler keeps you in decent shape – you are “lifting” regularly, chasing them around, and cleaning way more than you normally would.  However, I personally want to be in better shape, so I have started finding little things to do throughout the day, with my little girl, that will help me be in better shape!  I can’t promise you’ll lose weight, but I can promise that you’ll feel better about yourself, you won’t get quite as winded when you take the stairs (Oh, is that just me?  I blame the altitude ;)), and your little one(s) will be happier.

Here are some of the ways I am getting in shape:

1) Take the stairs – often!  I normally pile stuff at the bottom of the stairs waiting to load my arms for that one trip of the stairs.  Yes, this may have been slightly more time efficient, but I have been challenging myself to climb those stairs, even if only one thing needs to go upstairs.  Added bonus workout?  Carry a little one with you or run the stairs!  Taking the stairs only takes 30 seconds each time, but throughout the day it can sure add up!

2) Go for walks, even if they are short, throughout the day:  Getting stir crazy in the house?  Put the little one in the stroller or grab a little hand and go for short walks – they’ll love seeing new sites or exploring the neighborhood and you get moving!  We’ve been doing this lately and it’s gotten to the point where my daughter will grab my hand and drag me to the door to go for a walk when she’s bored  (she’s only 18 months).  Talk about motivation – she’s my own personal trainer! 😉

3) Play with your kiddos!  Chase them around the yard, swim with them in the pool, play super(wo)man (running around the house or yard with capes on), swing with them, or have dance parties.  Not only will you get some exercise in, your kids will love it and the whining will turn to giggling!

Playing "superwoman" in our unfinished basement (the only cool spot in our house)

Playing “superwoman” in our unfinished basement (the only cool spot in our house).  Sorry for the poor photo quality – it was the best we could get in the moment 😉

4) Watch a workout video: Okay, a workout video may not be your thing.  To tell you the truth it isn’t mind, but one day we were inside going stir crazy and I decided to find one online.  Abby and I had a blast.  She kept trying to repeat everything the people on the video were doing and it was hilarious to see her interpretations! Trust me, workout videos with kiddos around are a completely different experience!

5) Look for Opportunities (this could go along with “playing with your kiddos): I’ll give an example –  My daughter loves playing in the kiddie pool.  She always wants me to play with her, so the other day, I thought, “this could be an opportunity to play with her and get a workout.”  I started jumping in and out of the kiddie pool.  Then when my legs got tired, I would lift her up and then bring her down for her feet to gently splash.  She thought both were hilarious and kept saying “pease” (her version of please) and making the jumping motion with her arms.  The continued “pease, pease,” kept me motivated to keep going.  Warning: you could get exhausted, but you will have fun!

These ideas won’t get you in marathon shape, but they will help you feel better about yourself and your kiddos will have a blast and may even push you to get more exercise, like my little “personal trainer” does.

It’s a Party! A Photo Party!

Here is one of our upcoming fundraising events:

Microsoft Word - flyer-green.docxI just thought I would share, in case there are other adoptive parents who double as photographers looking for fundraising ideas!  The idea was one of my new friends and I am so excited to see how it turns out.  It is aimed at parents of young children.  She is inviting her friends with kids and hosting at her house.  It will be like any other kids’ party, but with a photographer (me) taking time with each kid to get professional photos.  After the kids have their photos done, they will get to have a fun dinner!  The suggested donation is $20/child and the parents will get a CD with 3 edited photos of each kid!  I’m so excited to meet more kids and families in the area, while raising funds for our adoption!  So thankful to our sweet friend for hosting and coming up with the idea!

Meant to Be

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As I think about my little girl, the phrase that continues to come to mind is “meant to be.”

She was:

  • meant to be born
  • meant to be adopted
  • meant to be part of our family
  • meant to bring joy everywhere she goes
  • meant to be an encouragement to others
  • meant to grow and learn and experience life – the joys and sorrows

As I think of her, I think of what God said to Jeremiah in Jeremiah 1:5 ~ “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”  God knew Abby (and your children) before they were formed in the womb.  He had a plan for them before they were even conceived.  Before they were born, He set them apart for their specific life.  How incredible is that?!

So often in this culture, we hear kids described as “accidents,” “mistakes,” or “surprises.”  We hear pregnancies described as “unwanted” or “unplanned.”  While these words may be true as far as the humans’ mindset, this verse tells me that NO child is an accident, mistake, or surprise to God.  Each and every one of them were planned by God to be conceived when they were conceived.  That doesn’t mean they are all conceived in perfect situations, some are downright awful, but God always has a plan and that child is part of His perfect plan, even if conceived in an imperfect world.  That child could be God’s way of working all things together for good in the life of one who loves him  (Romans 8:28) or His way of showing them what truly matters in life or giving them added motivation to better their life.  He or she will have (or has) unique gifts and talents and a perspective that only they could bring to the world.  They could change one life or they could change many, but either way they will change lives.

Abigail wasn’t planned by this world’s standards.  She was one of the 50% of pregnancies that was “unplanned” by her biological parents.  However, she was planned by God!  He knew that her life and the pregnancy bringing her into the world would be the wake-up call that one woman needed.  He knew that she would be the daughter a couple onged for and would bring joy everywhere (well, almost everywhere ;)) she went.

Her birthmother could have taken the “easy” road (note: I don’t think it is easy, but this is how it is touted), had an abortion, never let people know she was pregnant and moved on with her life.  Praise God, she walked out of that abortion clinic and chose adoption.  She realized that neither option was easy and that Abigail was meant to be!  She turned Abigail over to God and trusted Him with her own life and the life of Abby.  I tear up thinking that my little girl, the sweet little girl who calls “Mama” from the crib, could have been aborted.  If her birthmom had been selfish and not trusted God with her life, our little girl would not be here today.  I can’t imagine our life without her!  All of us, her birthmother, her birth grandparents, her grandparents, her aunts and uncles, her cousin, her parents, and many more would be missing out on so much joy and on so many life lessons!

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She was meant to be and so is every child!

This song from Steven Curtis Chapman, meant to be sums it up, perfectly!

You Were Meant To Be Touching
The Lives That You Touch
And Meant To Be Here
Making This World So Much More
Than It Would Be Without You In It”

It’s Official!

Although we would say we started the adoption process for baby #2 a few weeks ago, it became official on Friday, when we sent out paperwork in to begin our home study!  Hopefully within the next 6-8 weeks, our home study will be completed and we will be one step closer to growing our family!


We spent a lot of time researching agencies and decided that Nightlight Christian Adoptions was the agency that fit us best.  At this point, they are just conducting our home study, but if we connect with an expectant mother in Colorado, they will conduct our adoption.

Thanks for your support as we go through our adoption!  We are so excited to get this train rolling, even though we know the next few months will be filled with paperwork, doctor’s visits, fingerprinting, background checks, and meetings!

I am NOT a morning person…but I want to become one!

My ideal day would start at 9:30am, with some time with God, a nice cup of coffee, and a tasty breakfast.

Unfortunately, my morning usually begins a little less peacefully and usually a bit earlier than my ideal. More often than not, I wake up to my sweet little girl, saying “Mama” or crying screaming if I was sleeping too hard. I pick her up from the crib, try to make myself as alert as possible, so I don’t tumble down the stairs carrying precious cargo (thankfully, this hasn’t happened yet), get her milk and breakfast and try, try, try to wake-up. I finally realize I haven’t had my coffee and stumble over to the coffee pot, knowing I have a set amount of time while little miss is entertained with breakfast and won’t want to “help” with every part of the coffee making. Don’t get me wrong, I love her help and I love that she is curious, but in my half awake state, I just want the coffee. While it brews, I head over to the couch with the little one, as she finishes her milk, because it is one of the few times of day when she will cuddle! Oh, if only I had gotten up before she did, so that I could have been ready for the day, so I could just soak in those cuddles!
I’ve been told time and time again how important it is to spend time with God in the MORNING. From experience, I know the days that I start with God are so much better, because my priorities are right.  I also know that I am a better Mom on days where I get up early, because I am ready for the day, have had time with God and time for myself, before I dive into a day of serving and loving on my family.

I have the best of intentions, but I always seem to fail.  I’ll get up early for a few days in a row, and then slowly the snooze button (or the off switch) become more appealing as I look at the short term (my love of sleep) and forget about the long term and the day ahead.

My husband and I lived on a college campus for years and used that as our excuse for our weird hours (up until 12:30 or 1am most nights) and starting our day later than most.  😉  However, we no longer live on campus, the excuse is no longer valid, yet we still keep odd hours.

I am constantly trying to be a better mom – less selfish, more “in the moment,” teaching while playing and exploring, and just devoting myself to my precious little girl, but I also have this longing for “me time” – time to blog, time to read, time to think or eat without cleaning up spills, wiping faces, or responding to the tug on my leg.  Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being a mother to my core, but sometimes it is nice to have me time.  This inner battle wages between wanting to be Mom of the year and wanting sometime for myself.  I remind myself: be present, not selfish, you can have “you time” while she sleeps!  Then, the nap doesn’t come when expected or only lasts for 20 minutes and I find myself burning out and it is only 2pm.  I’m burning out, because my priorities aren’t right – I’m not starting my day with Him, the author of my life.  I’m working in my own strength and haven’t gotten charged up at the beginning of the day…

My body screams, “I’m NOT a morning person,” but my brain knows I need to become one, even if my “morning” starts at 7:30,instead of the normal person’s 6am!

I came across a blog today, entitled 10 Ways to be a better mom everyday and, boy was I convicted!

These lines and the preceding list of 10 things hit to the core:

But the truth is that I want to be a better Mom. My children deserve the very best.
It starts with me…not my children. Sure, I can teach my boys to express themselves, and help my daughter to become a confident woman, but at the end of the day, if I do not keep myself happy, I am no good to them. They need me.

Our kids need a Mom who has plugged into her source and is happy and thrilled to be their Mom.

Number 1 on this bloggers list of ways to be a better Mom:  “Rise and Shine.” Arrow to my heart!  I know it’s true, but how?!  Moments after reading this blog, I came across this great resource on pinterest (pinned by someone different and just on the pinterest equivalent of a “news feed”):

I don’t know if this list will be my cure all and it left off one important thing – go to be earlier – but I think it is a great place to start.  I know with time, I could become a morning person, or at least a person who has time with God in the morning, before my baby doll wakes up!

Let’s say I try it!  Here’s to being a better mom and to not burning out by 2pm!!

My Unorthodox Entrance to Motherhood

I read a letter to adoptive mamas a few weeks ago.  It took me back to this moment and made me think about my unorthodox entrance into motherhood.

Hospital Meeting

Instead of 9 months of growing a child inside of me and seemingly endless hours of labor, I spent hours filling out paperwork, meeting with social workers and attorneys, and waiting (hours upon hours of waiting), full of insecurities and wondering if a woman would deem us worthy to parent her child. . . did she think we would provide that better life she was hoping to give her child?  Could we provide that life?

Instead of physically laboring for hours before I welcomed my child, I was at a woman’s side, praying my guts out and wishing I could take her pain.   I knew this was God ordained and how He intended for me to enter motherhood, but a small part of me felt like a fraud…How is that she was going through so much, but I got to reap the benefits of her labor?  Yes, I had labored in a different way, gaining stretch marks of the heart and I knew my true labor of love was to come – in changing diapers, cuddling a little one who couldn’t sleep at night, and washing endless amounts of laundry.  However, in that moment, it didn’t seem fair.

Yet, in that moment, I was ushered into motherhood and although unorthodox, I wouldn’t change the way it happened for the world!  You see, that moment started the most amazing journey – a journey of motherhood, of enjoying sweet Abby, and experiencing sisterhood, with Abby’s amazing birthmom.  And, you know what, I am not the only one in history to enter motherhood in an unorthodox way.  The Bible is full of examples; to name a few – Sarah, who was so old that she laughed when God told her she would have a child, Mary who had not known a man, but bore the Savior of the world!  I count myself privileged to join these women who serve a God who knows that sometimes the unorthodox plan is the best plan for our lives and the plan that will cause us to continually turn to Him!

Okay, now for what I intended for this post to contain – the letter that brought about these thoughts!  Kathy Lynn Harris provides an amazing glimpse of understanding into what it means to be an adoptive mom (way better than my few ramblings above). I’ve selected some of my favorite parts of the letter to share with you:

Dear Mom of an Adopted Child,

I know about the fingerprinting, the background checks, the credit reports, the interviews, the references. I know about the classes, so many classes. I know the frustration of the never-ending paperwork. The hours of going over finances, of having garage sales and bake sales and whatever-it-takes sales to raise money to afford it all.

I know how you never lost sight of what you wanted.

I know about the match call, the soaring of everything inside you to cloud-height, even higher. And then the tucking of that away because, well, these things fall through, you know.

Maybe you told your mother, a few close friends. Maybe you shouted it to the world. Maybe you allowed yourself to decorate a baby’s room, buy a car seat. Maybe you bought a soft blanket, just that one blanket, and held it to your cheek every night. . .

I’ve seen you down the street at the hospital when a baby was born, trying to figure out where you belong in the scene that’s emerging. I’ve seen your face as you hear a nurse whisper to the birthmother that she doesn’t have to go through with this. I’ve seen you trying so hard to give this birthmother all of your respect and patience and compassion in those moments—while you bite your lip and close your eyes, not knowing if she will change her mind, if this has all been a dream coming to an abrupt end in a sterile environment. Not knowing if this is your time. Not knowing so much.

I’ve seen you look down into a newborn infant’s eyes, wondering if he’s really yours, wondering if you can quiet your mind and good sense long enough to give yourself over completely.

And then, to have the child in your arms, at home, that first night. His little fingers curled around yours. His warm heart beating against yours.

I know that bliss. The perfect, guarded, hopeful bliss. . .

I’ve seen you cringe just a little when someone says your child is lucky to have you. Because you know with all your being it is the other way around.

But most of all, I want you to know that I’ve seen you look into your child’s eyes. And while you will never see a reflection of your own eyes there, you see something that’s just as powerful: A reflection of your complete and unstoppable love for this person who grew in the midst of your tears and laughter, and who, if torn from you, would be like losing yourself. (Dear Moms of Adopted Children, Kathy Lynn Harris,, emphasis mine)

I encourage you to read the rest.  Visit:

Although I became a mother in a different way than most people, and it involved a lot of paperwork, a lot of critiquing our lives, and a lot of insecurities, I thank God every day for His perfect plans and the way He is growing our family!  I am so thankful to be an adoptive mom!

Adoption Funding Part 3: Resources ~ Grants, Loans, and Fundraising Ideas

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life. ~ Prov. 13:12

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.
~ Prov. 13:12

When people find out we’ve adopted, one of the main questions we get is about funding.  How did we afford it and how can they (or someone they know) afford it?  First of all, we afforded our adoption because God provided in amazing ways.  If you haven’t read our story, you can read it here.  Second, I am by no means an expert on raising funds for an adoption, but over the last few years, I have encountered some amazing resources and ideas, so I thought I would share some with you today!

The first thing you need to know about is the Adoption Tax Credit.  This is a tax credit of up to $12,970 for eligible adoption expenses. It will only refund or cover up to your tax liability, but it can carry forward for up to 5 years. More information can be found here:

The tax credit can be an incredible help.  However, you still have to have the money upfront, which many of us do not have, but there is hope!  There are grants available, interest free loans, possible employer assistance (only certain companies offer this), and you can always fundraise!

One of the first resources that I would recommend is Adopt without Debt:Creative Ways to Cover the Cost of Adoption by Julie Gumm. Her blog also some great fundraising ideas:

Here are some other great websites that offer great ideas or point you to funding help:

General Overview of Grants, Loans, and Scholarships:

(please note this is not an endorsement of Bethany Christian Adoptions – I haven’t had any experience with them)

Adoption Essay Contest:

A fellow adoptive Mom put together a list of “The Ultimate List of Adoption Fundraisers” and it really is the ultimate list:

Adoption Fundraising Advice from a fellow adoptive mom:

Another all-inclusive list of ways to fund your adoption:

These resources can be overwhelming!  Please take this journey one step at a time and pray about what the best options are for you and your family!  This is a reminder I need constantly.  I am a control-freak and love to take the bull by the horns, diving in, picking the fundraisers that I think would be best for us, without seeking God out and asking Him what He would like us to do and when He just wants us to wait on Him.  Remember that if God has called you to adopt, He will provide the funding!  He is our provider!