The REAL Deal

The REAL Deal
Here you will find the chronicals of the Crazy Crook Crew...enjoy:)

Friday, July 29, 2011

How about I start here...

I can't believe I'm finally starting a blog.  I don't have time to blog, but I LOVE to write, especially about this craziness I call life.  So...I'm writing, I'll enjoy it, and if the laundry doesn't get folded before my one, two, and three year old wake up from their naps, that's ok!
This blog is about a family, not your typical family, but one defined and designed by God in a crazy creative way.  Don't let my blog title fool you, we don't have triplets, although it feels like it at times.  Stick around a while and you'll get the details.  I've got lots of stories to tell, and laughs to share.
I used to think we were supposed to create our family the "natural" way, be like our friends, our parents, and procreate:)  We got pregnant in 2006, 3 1/2 years into our marriage, and lost our baby a few months into the pregnancy.  We were heart broken and determined to become parents.  The proceding months turned into years and we grew tired of waiting.  We were unwilling to spend thousands of dollars on a medically created pregnancy full of uncertainty.  Something just didn't feel right about it, it was a heart thing, that we would later learn was a God thing.  My husband and I both had our fertility tested about 2 years after we lost our baby.  The diagnosis..."unexplained infertility".  There was no medical reason they could find to explain why we weren't getting pregnant.  That was frustrating.  We spent another year trying, while we were also completing training to become foster parents.  This was a long awaited dream of ours, a passion born in our hearts a few months into our marriage.  It was a dream that could not become a reality until we purchased our 1st home in the fall of 2007 and had the space that DCS law requires.
Foster parenting gave us the opportunity to love our 1st child in February of 2009, he walked into our home and hearts on February 6th to be exact.  His name is Elijah and he was 10 years old at the time.  He had me at hello;)  I couldn't rock him to sleep and there were no diapers to change, but that baby boy did my heart good!  In the 4 months he spent with us, I nearly never thought about getting pregnant.  That was a season when I didn't spend a week of every month in depression.  Something BIG did happen that March though...something that would break our hearts, a devastation that God would use to create a masterpiece...
Well, I can't believe I'm a blogger, I'm so excited!  Did I mention I love to write?!  And I love to share our story.  So this blog is kinda like a gift to me.  Thanks for reading, the journey will continue, sorry for the suspense:)  I hope you enjoyed our history...ancient history...
Love,
Crazy Mama Crook