We had a good weekend. There is little that compares to a warm sunny day, snacks & drinks picnic-style, and some good old family fun in the sprinklers.

We had a good weekend. There is little that compares to a warm sunny day, snacks & drinks picnic-style, and some good old family fun in the sprinklers.

The flowers in our backyard are right at the edge of blooming. The tops of each stem round and ready, bent over in the breeze and about to unfold the most beautiful mystery of color and luscious scent. New life abounds.
It’s no wonder I feel so inspired and entranced by them, as I walk from plant to plant, one hand resting on my own round belly. Any day now, we will welcome our own luscious miracle. As I think on this, I smile knowing that soon she will be in my arms, tiny and perfect and all mine. I think about the last time I experienced this kind of miracle, on the day Emerson was born.
Our life will be taken over, again, by middle-of-the-night feedings and weak infant cries for our attention.
We will kiss sleep goodbye, for a while.
Our mornings will be filled with groggy eyes, stumbling feet, and lots of black coffee.
Life is about to change, again.
Becoming a mom a second time carries such a surreal sense with it. In a way, I’ve done this before. I know what to expect, how it will feel to hold my baby and stare into her eyes, completely in awe that I had a hand in creating something so absolutely perfect. And yet – it all feels so new to me. Like I’ve never done this before, like I have no clue what I’m doing, like I will be discovering it all for the first time.
Again.
I think there is something sort of perfect about that. The mirrored new-parent feelings between my two babies reflects itself through my fears and doubts and anxiously excited heart. She comes to us her own person and will enter the world in her own way. The joy of the mystery of parenthood is our to experience, freshly. Again.

We are getting so close to meeting our little miss! (I can’t even stand it!) As we look ahead to adjusting to new life with her, our summer, family visits and vacations, I’ve been busy organizing some amazing guest bloggers to share their thoughts, ideas, insights with us here on Ground Swell. Artists, writers, musicians, advocates, warriors, and some of the most brave and honest people I have the pleasure of knowing are preparing to post with us.
What a treat! I will still pop in from time to time to share updates (and – lets be honest – way too many pictures of our girl!) but am so excited for you to get to hear from these wonderful people too. Keep an eye out, and be sure to leave some loving feedback and comments for our guests, I am so very grateful for their time and hearts!

Dear friends, thank you for your immediate love and support yesterday as we shared the difficult updates about our adoption. We are so thankful for your kindness, acceptance, empathy, faith, and prayers. It is no small thing to be able to share honestly, openly, and imperfectly with so many and to receive only love and kindness in return. We are grateful for each of you.
As new details emerge we will share them here, and for now, we will continue to wait to hear how the US Embassy and courts in Ghana proceed. Yesterday I read this post by one of my favorite writers and advocates, Jen Hatmaker, and while it is not completely related to what is happening in Ghana, it did serve to remind me that there is always a much larger story happening. Pray, and take a stand. Listening and action are equally required as we attempt to enter such a broken system.
Gratefully,
Steve & Sarah
Warning: this is a massive processing and venting post, proceed with caution and with a load of grace, please, dear friend…
“Alert: The Government of Ghana has temporarily suspended processing of all adoption cases, including intercountry adoptions, pending Ghana’s review of its current adoption procedures.” This was news we feared may come. For the last few months there have been whispers, concerns, worst-case scenarios as well as reassurances and a wait-it-out attitude. Now it appears that according the the official website, all new adoption cases are being suspended.
Guys – I can’t find a way to write much about this. Maybe its because we are waiting to get the details from our agency on how this will affect our adoption process. Or because we know that we fall under the not-yet-referred family category and therefore have no right to any sort of “grandfather clause” that would allow us to still be processed.
We have not been officially, formally, legally matched with a child yet. Last week we finished our second home study. Those who know about the home study process know that completing one is no small thing. It has been a sacrifice, like labor pains, all valuable because it brings us one step closer to our child. Now? This news comes as a loss, as if the heartbeat is no longer. What can we do to fight this? Should we even dare to fight it? What do you do when the child and the journey you have felt called to for the last four years suddenly shuts its door on you?
That is the place we find ourselves in right now. Do we fight? Do we wait? Do we lay down our swords and walk away? I wish we had clarity, but we don’t. Four years of waiting, aching, pursuing. Two agencies, two home studies, countless fundraisers, incredible stories of generosity and lives changed – four years of our LIFE invested and now we are standing in a windowless room with a locked door.
I am a week or two away from delivering our baby girl. The range of emotions I feel is insane. From the massive scope of excitement and anticipation to the deep pain of loss – I am gaining a child and losing a child all in the same week. How does a person process that? What feelings do I even have the capacity to engage with right now? How do I honor both of these babes?
Please pray for us and for Ghana. Mostly, please pray for our Ghana babe. My arms have been aching to hold this child for years now, and my ultimate prayer is that he remain safe and loved and in a place that will offer him security, protection and family. I so badly want that to be with us, and yet I have to be willing to let go if that is what is asked of me.
At the same time, please pray for our baby girl, that she would be born into love, fully accepted and absorbed in all her fresh new goodness from the very moment of her first breath. Pray Steve and I can find a way to process what we need to and to seek wisdom together. And – I can’t even imagine how to have that conversation with Emerson. He talks about his Ghana brother every single day.
I wish I had more information for you, more solid facts that would bring clarity. Until we do know more, we ask that you sit with us in the unknown, and show us and those other adoptive families in your lives extra grace and tenderness this week. May we continue to see love abound even in this situation.


I know I needed this reminder this morning. Perhaps you do too.
~ This Mother’s Day I am thankful for what is, hopeful for what is to be, prayerful for what is not yet. May every woman – mother or not – receive love & gratitude today for we are each nurturers, making the world more beautiful & strong & redemptive. Happy Mother’s Day!

