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Ronon Flynn

June 16th we got a Facebook message from Jon’s cousin.

“Hi Janice and Jon,

I wanted to reach out to you because my aunt Dawn ( moms sister) knows a 1 year old boy that needs to be adopted. I always see your posts so thought I would bring you all together to see if it possibly would be a good fit. Hope it’s okay that I am starting this conversation.”

And that’s how we met our son. Our son. It’s so strange and wonderful and perfect. Four years of waiting and it’s like a waking dream.

We texted and Facebook messaged all that day. And the next.

I’m re reading those messages and I’m laughing at how standoffish I was. We’ve had these beginning conversations several times over the last four years and not been chosen so I was holding back lots.

Looking back over the last four and a half years I can now see clearly all the tender mercies that our Heavenly Father provided us to get us ready for our son.

On Saturday the 18th we got to go meet him and play with him. And we knew. We knew we were his. BUT since we have had children not actually come home before we were scared and didn’t want to tell anyone about the situation.

I remember just staring at him and chatting with Brandie and Scott (who were loving on him) and looking at Jon and trying to get a read on him about how he felt. Nothing. And he didn’t want to talk about anything until we got home. I was also kind of annoyed at my big kids who were off playing with others and didn’t seem interested in baby.

So I sat in awe and wonder at this little boy and wondered what my family thought of him. And waited. (Which is the worst.)

Our children were hungry so we stopped by Subway on the way home and grabbed lunch. I asked Jon while we were in line about what he thought and was feeling. “Let’s wait until we get home.”

So we get home and it was another twenty minutes (which felt like LOADS longer) before we could head to our room for a private chat.

Me: So?

Jon: He’s our son.

Me: You couldn’t tell me that sooner?! (I may have wanted to throw a pillow at him.)

Jon: I wanted to wait until we were alone. And I don’t want to tell anyone yet. Not even the kids.

Me: ………….. I’m texting Dawn! (They were waiting to hear and waiting is the worst.)

There were lots of tears of joy from us both. And we talked about what a strange way that was to meet our son. Our son… 🙂

Then we hashed out why he didn’t want to tell people. And he did. And I did. But what if it didn’t work out?….

And that’s the thing when you experience loss. You kinda shy away from  trumpeting wonderful news until you know it’s not news. Until it’s official and really really real. We were the same way after our miscarriages and after our first placement match fell through. We huddle in and keep precious sacred information close to our hearts.

The kids though. That was hard. I agreed that not telling them until it was official was for the best. They’ve been hurt before too. But still. Hard. It didn’t help that they both individually asked us when we were bringing their baby home. Turns out they didn’t need more than a few seconds in his presence to know that he was their brother.

Sunday was Father’s day. It was a bittersweet day. Knowing our son and not having him with us sucked. Knowing he was being loved on by such wonderful family helped lots.

Monday my phone was all but glued to my ear. Dawn, ongoing case worker – Jennifer, our licensing specialist – Denise. Phone calls, texts, emails…. Totally worth it for this introvert because Monday night we got to bring him home.

Our son is home. And it already feels like he always was. Smitten. Grateful. Blessed beyond measure. Ronon (ro non – Righteous Outspoken Nurturing Observant Nonchalant) Flynn (Son of a red-haired man) is HOME. And the most amazing part? His family came with him. Not to our home (yet), but to our family.

IMG_8861 IMG_8862 IMG_8868 IMG_8870Tonight we feel our Heavenly Father’s love tenfold as we hold our baby close. Blessed. We are so very blessed. Welcome home baby. Welcome home.

Zoo with the Littles

I didn’t get the camera out quick enough to get the hugs! 🙁 But all the smiles. I got those!

We were so lucky to be able to spend some time with our sweeties and their family. Zoo fun for everyone. Regan was still in pretty rough shape post skin infection so he was stick a fork in him done before everyone else. So we left earlier than we had planned, but it was still such a great day.

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She didn’t want to up the giraffe tower and let everyone know it. HA. IMG_5327 IMG_5329

All the hand holding. All the LOVE. IMG_5330

Be still my heart. Regan has sure missed his little bother and was just beyond happy to see him.IMG_5331 IMG_5332 IMG_5333 IMG_5341 IMG_5344 IMG_5345

She let me wear her for a bit. Which I LOVED. But this ones a runner and baby wearing didn’t last too long.IMG_5360 IMG_5366 IMG_5372 IMG_5381 IMG_5383 IMG_5384 IMG_5385 IMG_5387 IMG_5390 IMG_5395

This little girl was all sorts of kissy face to all of us. IMG_5399 IMG_5401

This was about when Regan was past done. His feet hurt so bad from the blasted infection and he was super tired. So I was happy that our Monkey girl could put such a happy smile on his face.IMG_5402

I LOVE LOVE LOVE how much he loves his Mom. I can’t even tell you. Just LOVE.

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When Jon asked for a goodbye kiss she was all bout teasing him. “No!” and then laughing SO hard. Then she smacked one right on his kisser! IMG_5406 IMG_5410Saying goodbye sucked though. It always does. I kept it together until I got to the van. So that’s at least something. We were all a little weepy the rest of the weekend.

A little dance recital

We got to go and see Vivi and her big sister’s winter dance recital.
IMG_3065 IMG_3066We got to love on our Monkey Girl for an hour! She happily bounced back and forth between all of our laps.IMG_3072 IMG_3074 IMG_3167These two sisters are so amazingly adorable.IMG_3175

And RJ willingly and happily came and cuddled with me! Poor kid was SO tired.IMG_3180

After the performance we braved the mad house and tried to get a few pictures with the kids.IMG_3184 IMG_3187

RJ’s face looking at Regan cracks me up!IMG_3188 IMG_3189 IMG_3190Six cute kids. Two very tired babies. Picture taking craziness.

So grateful we got to spend some time with this sweet family and snuggle with pieces of our hearts for a bit today. All the love!

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