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Adoption Love

Today's post is a little bit different, but it means a whole lot!<3

Adoption is something that has always felt close to my heart. Even though we have not adopted and I'm not adopted, I have so many close friends who are and also so many close friends who have and are struggling with heartbreaking infertility who have chosen this route to grow their families! Also, being pregnant with our 5th baby right now, just mention the word and I turn into a puddle of tears, let alone read the stories! It's such a special thing for so many people! 

There are SO many deserving and loving couples who are looking to adopt, and today I want to talk about one of them! My cute husband went to high school with Sarah, and in people sharing their story, the hope is that a birth mom will be found who finds them the right fit for her baby. I will share the link to their blog below, but here is one touching excerpt from their bio:



"We have struggled for many years with infertility. After several rounds of fertility treatments and several miscarriages, we were left with heartache and loss. It was often hard to keep hoping. Through our suffering, we gained more compassion and love for each other and for others. We learned to be grateful under any circumstance. During this time we prayed a lot and know that God was leading us to adoption. One thing we have learned is that sometimes our plans don’t match God’s plans and His are by far greater and better. From the moment we decided to take this path, we have been praying for our baby and for you.

Your child will be loved unconditionally, not just by us, but also by our dear friends and family. He or she will also know the love that you have for them. We believe the more people loving a child the better. We want our little one knowing and embracing their story. We would love to develop a relationship with you that includes updates (letters, email, pictures, facetime, texts) and occasional visits. We would love to be able to consider you family but also are understanding if you prefer differently. We are open to discuss and work out a type of relationship that fits all of us. No matter what type of relationship, he or she will always know the love that you have for them. We will do whatever it takes to make sure he or she feels safe, happy, and loved. We are truly honored to become parents.

You are a courageous person to consider adoption, and to go through all these profiles to find the right fit. We can only imagine how hard this all must be. We know you be guided in your decision making.

This is just a glimpse of who we are. We look forward and are excited to get to know you! Please feel free to check out our fb page and you are more than welcome to contact us. Our email address is rsadopt@gmail.com. We are happy to answer any questions you might have.

Love,

Rob & Sarah"


Find their blog HERE, and if you or someone you know is looking to place a baby for adoption, please don't hesitate to contact them, or feel free to message me and I can put you in touch!:)

XO

Sarah


3 Tips for an Unmedicated Birth

I realized that I tried to upload this several months ago, but it didn't give the full version, just the quick Instagram one! Haha, so here we are again with this video! I suppose while birth is on my mind with our little one coming in about 8 weeks, there might be more of this going on!:) This video is from my channel called "Composed Mommy," but I've moved everything over to The Dainty Pear, so if you're into this sort of thing, feel free to subscribe: HERE!
XO
Sarah


30 weeks + 4 days

Yesterday was full of preggo errands, like IV fluids from being all pukey town, today was full of running toddler girls to dance rehearsals! Every day is an adventure! Mom lyfe! Haha! I mentioned a few days ago on Instagram how I'm pleased when I can find something that fits over this baby bump! I would add to that, I like finding pieces that I can wear during and after pregnancy! {There's this amateur video on dressing the bump! Haha!} I haven't ever bought a TON of maternity clothes, and they aren't always flattering, {although they've come a seriously long way the past couple of years! Haha.} I'm not even that picky when it comes to clothes, I just want it to be comfortable and not expensive. And done. I've also mentioned before that I'm not a fashion blogger! Haha! I in no way claim to have the best style out there, but I guess the fact that I have to wear clothes every day {err, I mean at least the days I leave the house, haha} that it entitles me to some sort of opinion! Haha! Outfit is linked here if you're signed up for Like To Know It: http://liketk.it/2rqay

OR:

Lantern Shirt: {HERE}
Jeans: {HERE}
Shoes: {These are from Jane..com, but since the deal is over, similar ones at the same price point are HERE.}


XO
Sarah




Also! I'm a lover of a good deal, so this website that the shirt is from is having a pretty good summer sale right now!  $5 off of 50, $15 off of $105, and $40 off of $200. I have been thinking about doing a video with my recent "haul," I guess you could say, from there, so let me know if that would be interesting to anyone! Haha! Shop the site HERE

Baby 4 Labor Vlog

I've started thinking it's time to get mentally prepped for labor, and revisited this little video from our 4th baby last year. Haha! We went in early to get membranes stripped {my hubby loves that word. Hahaha.} and then spent the day walking around, squatting, curb stomping, etc., etc., etc. AKA: ALL THE exercise I didn't do when I was pregnant. Haha! Not pictured are the plentiful throw up breaks, {not from the exercise, although I'm sure that didn't help haha, but we just have sick pregnancies. Read more about that HERE.} Anyway, watching this both gets me stoked and anxious for labor! I haven't quite forgotten the intensity and sensations of an unmedicated labor, but there is still something magical about it that makes me a little bit giddy! Haha!:)
XO
Sarah





             

30 Weeks!

30 Weeks Pregnant today! So crazy that baby 5 will be here in less than 10 weeks! {Pretty sure this was an accidental shot, haha, but had to share anyway because I'm stoked about this $19 shirt! Apparently I'm really easy to please, but whatever fits over this bump I'm pleased about at this point! Hahah! FIND IT HERE.}

XO
Sarah






Behold, thy Mother.




"No love in mortality comes closer to approximating the pure love of Jesus Christ than the selfless love a devoted mother has for her child."
May I join with all of you in welcoming Elder Ronald A. Rasband, Elder Gary E. Stevenson, and Elder Dale G. Renlund and their wives to the sweetest association they could possibly imagine.

Prophesying of the Savior’s Atonement, Isaiah wrote, “He hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows.”1 A majestic latter-day vision emphasized that “[Jesus] came into the world … to bear the sins of the world.”2 Both ancient and modern scripture testify that “he redeemed them, and bore them, and carried them all the days of old.”3 A favorite hymn pleads with us to “hear your great Deliv’rer’s voice!”4

Bear, borne, carry, deliver. These are powerful, heartening messianic words. They convey help and hope for safe movement from where we are to where we need to be—but cannot get without assistance. These words also connote burden, struggle, and fatigue—words most appropriate in describing the mission of Him who, at unspeakable cost, lifts us up when we have fallen, carries us forward when strength is gone, delivers us safely home when safety seems far beyond our reach. “My Father sent me,” He said, “that I might be lifted up upon the cross; … that as I have been lifted up … even so should men be lifted up … to … me.”5

But can you hear in this language another arena of human endeavor in which we use words like bear and borne,carry and lift,labor and deliver? As Jesus said to John while in the very act of Atonement, so He says to us all, “Behold thy mother!”6

Today I declare from this pulpit what has been said here before: that no love in mortality comes closer to approximating the pure love of Jesus Christ than the selfless love a devoted mother has for her child. When Isaiah, speaking messianically, wanted to convey Jehovah’s love, he invoked the image of a mother’s devotion. “Can a woman forget her sucking child?” he asks. How absurd, he implies, though not as absurd as thinking Christ will ever forget us.7

This kind of resolute love “suffereth long, and is kind, … seeketh not her own, … but … beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.”8 Most encouraging of all, such fidelity “never faileth.”9 “For the mountains shall depart and the hills be removed,” Jehovah said, “but my kindness shall not depart from thee.”10 So too say our mothers.

You see, it is not only that they bear us, but they continue bearing with us. It is not only the prenatal carrying but the lifelong carrying that makes mothering such a staggering feat. Of course, there are heartbreaking exceptions, but most mothers know intuitively, instinctively that this is a sacred trust of the highest order. The weight of that realization, especially on young maternal shoulders, can be very daunting.

A wonderful young mother recently wrote to me: “How is it that a human being can love a child so deeply that you willingly give up a major portion of your freedom for it? How can mortal love be so strong that you voluntarily subject yourself to responsibility, vulnerability, anxiety, and heartache and just keep coming back for more of the same? What kind of mortal love can make you feel, once you have a child, that your life is never, ever your own again? Maternal love has to be divine. There is no other explanation for it. What mothers do is an essential element of Christ’s work. Knowing that should be enough to tell us the impact of such love will range between unbearable and transcendent, over and over again, until with the safety and salvation of the very last child on earth, we can [then] say with Jesus, ‘[Father!] I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.’11 ”

With the elegance of that letter echoing in our minds, let me share three experiences reflecting the majestic influence of mothers, witnessed in my ministry in just the past few weeks:

My first account is a cautionary one, reminding us that not every maternal effort has a storybook ending, at least not immediately. That reminder stems from my conversation with a beloved friend of more than 50 years who was dying away from this Church he knew in his heart to be true. No matter how much I tried to comfort him, I could not seem to bring him peace. Finally he leveled with me. “Jeff,” he said, “however painful it is going to be for me to stand before God, I cannot bear the thought of standing before my mother. The gospel and her children meant everything to her. I know I have broken her heart, and that is breaking mine.”

Now, I am absolutely certain that upon his passing, his mother received my friend with open, loving arms; that is what parents do. But the cautionary portion of this story is that children can break their mothers’ heart. Here too we see another comparison with the divine. I need not remind us that Jesus died of a broken heart, one weary and worn out from bearing the sins of the world. So in any moment of temptation, may we “behold [our] mother” as well as our Savior and spare them both the sorrow of our sinning.

Secondly, I speak of a young man who entered the mission field worthily but by his own choice returned home early due to same-sex attraction and some trauma he experienced in that regard. He was still worthy, but his faith was at crisis level, his emotional burden grew ever heavier, and his spiritual pain was more and more profound. He was by turns hurt, confused, angry, and desolate.

His mission president, his stake president, his bishop spent countless hours searching and weeping and blessing him as they held on to him, but much of his wound was so personal that he kept at least parts of it beyond their reach. The beloved father in this story poured his entire soul into helping this child, but his very demanding employment circumstance meant that often the long, dark nights of the soul were faced by just this boy and his mother. Day and night, first for weeks, then for months that turned into years, they sought healing together. Through periods of bitterness (mostly his but sometimes hers) and unending fear (mostly hers but sometimes his), she bore—there’s that beautiful, burdensome word again—she bore to her son her testimony of God’s power, of His Church, but especially of His love for this child. In the same breath she testified of her own uncompromised, undying love for him as well. To bring together those two absolutely crucial, essential pillars of her very existence—the gospel of Jesus Christ and her family—she poured out her soul in prayer endlessly. She fasted and wept, she wept and fasted, and then she listened and listened as this son repeatedly told her of how his heart was breaking. Thus she carried him—again—only this time it was not for nine months. This time she thought that laboring through the battered landscape of his despair would take forever.

But with the grace of God, her own tenacity, and the help of scores of Church leaders, friends, family members, and professionals, this importuning mother has seen her son come home to the promised land. Sadly we acknowledge that such a blessing does not, or at least has not yet, come to all parents who anguish over a wide variety of their children’s circumstances, but here there was hope. And, I must say, this son’s sexual orientation did not somehow miraculously change—no one assumed it would. But little by little, his heart changed.

He started back to church. He chose to partake of the sacrament willingly and worthily. He again obtained a temple recommend and accepted a call to serve as an early-morning seminary teacher, where he was wonderfully successful. And now, after five years, he has, at his own request and with the Church’s considerable assistance, reentered the mission field to complete his service to the Lord. I have wept over the courage, integrity, and determination of this young man and his family to work things out and to help him keep his faith. He knows he owes much to many, but he knows he owes the most to two messianic figures in his life, two who bore him and carried him, labored with him and delivered him—his Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, and his determined, redemptive, absolutely saintly mother.

Lastly, this from the rededication of the Mexico City Mexico Temple just three weeks ago. It was there with President Henry B. Eyring that we saw our beloved friend Lisa Tuttle Pieper stand in that moving dedicatory service. But she stood with some difficulty because with one arm she was holding up her beloved but severely challenged daughter, Dora, while with the other she was trying to manipulate Dora’s dysfunctional right hand so this limited but eternally precious daughter of God could wave a white handkerchief and, with groans intelligible only to herself and the angels of heaven, cry out, “Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb.”12

To all of our mothers everywhere, past, present, or future, I say, “Thank you. Thank you for giving birth, for shaping souls, for forming character, and for demonstrating the pure love of Christ.” To Mother Eve, to Sarah, Rebekah, and Rachel, to Mary of Nazareth, and to a Mother in Heaven, I say, “Thank you for your crucial role in fulfilling the purposes of eternity.” To all mothers in every circumstance, including those who struggle—and all will—I say, “Be peaceful. Believe in God and yourself. You are doing better than you think you are. In fact, you are saviors on Mount Zion,13 and like the Master you follow, your love ‘never faileth.’14 ” I can pay no higher tribute to anyone. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Golf Date!

Happy Saturday! Went on a little golf date with my hubby yesterday and my muscles {or lack of} that haven't been used in a looong time are paying for it today at almost 30 weeks pregnant! Hahaha!⛳️  It only took 4 balls going in the water before I got used to my driver again. Haha. The almost 30 weeks pregnant no center of gravity thing is real. Love this guy and that he took me out for some fresh air after our doctor appointment. He knew just what I needed!:)
 P.S. Don't forget to enter the Mother's Day giveaway for a YEAR subscription to Magnolia Journal! {Just click on the picture at the bottom of this post to enter!} Happy Mother's Day Weekend!

XO

Sarah


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