One year ago today, Kirk and I took a red eye flight to Guatemala, brushed our teeth at the airport (Yuck!) and went straight to Isabella's orphanage, Hogar Nuevo Amanecer. We got to meet our daughter for the first time. She was a whopping 5 lbs. 1 oz. and was 6 weeks old. What a tiny peanut she was! She looks much bigger in the videos because she was dressed in not one, not two, not three, but FOUR thick layers- plus a blanket!
When I think back to how I was feeling at the moment we met Isabella, I was SOOO happy, but SOOO scared! We knew nothing about her beforehand~ other than seeing two blurry photographs and hearing that she had been recently dropped off at the orphanage by her birth mom because she couldn't care for her anymore. Bella had been at the orphanage two weeks at that point and weighed one ounce more than her birth weight, yet she was 6 weeks old. See why I was scared? My poor baby had a rough start, but she's a fighter! God told Kirk and me that she needed us, and we went on pure FAITH that she was our daughter. Once again, I'm so glad we listened.
I wasn't going to post these videos because they are so personal to me... but then I thought, "What the heck. Why not? Maybe it will encourage someone else to take their own step of faith and trust God in uncertain times." Just go ahead... trust Him.