Both Bisson Boys

"I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him. So now I give him to the LORD. For his whole life he will be given over to the LORD." 1 Samuel 1:27-28

Monday, November 2, 2009

Halloween

This is Halloween! I am wearing my pumpkin outfit from Miss Laurie and Mr. Kelby. I got lots of smiles from people today cause of my cute hat.

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  • 12.26.12 - Nonna and Pawpaw are keeping the boys. Nonna can't see Pawpaw and says to Will." I can't find Pawpaw. He isn't in the den and he isn't in the train room. Where do you think he is? Will says, "Outside pee peeing?"
  • 11.4.12 - We are at the park playing. Mommy puts Will in the swing and he says,"Mommy, I need to go super big long fast!"
  • 8.7.12 - Will stands outside the shower asking Daddy if he is getting the dirty birdy off. Maybe we should stop telling him he is a dirty birdy as we put him in the bath!
  • 7.24.12 - He tries to get Mommy to sing another song by praying, "and thank you for mommy singing the song one more time!"

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  • 12.25.12 - Sam crawls a few steps
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Bisson Boy 2 - Sam's Story

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Sam Bisson was born April 20, 2012 at 12:30 PM. He weighed 7 lbs and 3 oz. He was 20 inches long. He arrived five weeks early.

Bisson Boy 1 - Will's Story

The dictionary defines redemption as fulfilling a promise, or obtaining the release or restoration of a person or situation.

Our God is in the business of redemption. We see it in story after story in the Bible. He redeemed the Israelites out of bondage in Egypt. He redeemed Paul by helping him make up for a life as Saul. He redeemed each of us as lost sinners into his forgiven child. But, my favorite story of God’s love for redeeming us has always been the story of Ruth – the Moabite woman who followed her husband’s family back to Judah. Because of Ruth’s willingness to follow God, he redeemed her life and gave her another family after the death of her husband through her new husband, Boaz. This year, God redeemed our family. Our “Boaz” is named William Zachary Bisson.

I have learned over the last year that God does not always protect us from pain and suffering. God is not in the business of “preventing” pain from ever reaching his children like I wish he was. He is, however, present in our pain and never, never wastes it if we will press into him as he heals us. This is the story of how God redeemed our pain and used it to create our new family.

In August of 2008, we buried our twin daughters, Abigail and Olivia. We were so excited to be pregnant after trying to start a family for more than a year. When we found out that we were having twins we felt doubly blessed. In July, I developed preeclampsia and ended up in the hospital at 21 weeks. With Preeclampsia, the mother’s body begins to shut down and the only way to stop it is to give birth. After three weeks in the hospital, the girls were delivered in an emergency c-section. They weighed less than a pound and a half together. They were sent immediately to the NICU at Texas Childrens Hospital. We received update after update from the NICU with every development. A lung has collapsed, but we got it re-inflated. An oxygen level has dipped, but we were able to correct that. We started to stare at the phone with dread over the next horrible update. Matt and I had hundreds of people pleading with God on our behalf and we were constantly in prayer. Our little girls’ bodies were just too little and under-developed and Abby died after two days of fighting. Olivia died three days later. As we buried them, it felt like we were not just saying goodbye to Abby and Livvy – it felt like we were burying our dreams for a family.

Matt and I road the waves of grief together. The loss of a child is incredibly hard to bear because you are both grieving so deeply at the same time: who is supposed to pick the other one up? God was gracious to allow us to love each other well as we both hurt together.

As we worked through the grieving process with our counselor, we discovered that part of what hurt so much was not just losing our girls – it was losing our hopes and dreams for a family. I started to protect myself by deciding not to hope for anything again. If I didn’t want anything, then God couldn’t take anything away from me again. We prayed and we worked through our grief and God began to restore hope. We began to talk about our hopes for having children again one day. God began to slowly redeem those hopes as he opened our hearts to adoption.

In early 2009, we went to our first Adoption Ministry meeting at our church just to see if perhaps, God was calling us to this path. Honestly, walking into that meeting was awful. We were not supposed to be there learning about adoption – we were supposed to be knee-deep in dirty diapers and spit-up. We left that night really aware of our loss. But God did not stop pressing on our hearts and thankfully, we did not stop listening. We continued to talk and pray about it over the next several months and finally we both reached the same point: God was telling us to take the next steps and work towards building our family through adoption.

In April, we went to meet with an adoption counselor to have some specific questions answered. We left our meeting with her after 1 ½ hours with the name of an agency that was perfect for us in Dallas – a very small agency run by two Christian women, LifeTree. We had an appointment to meet with them two weeks later.

We went to meet with LifeTree at the end of April and signed the paperwork. During our initial meeting, Andrea, our adoption agent, told us the story of one of her birth moms. She had experienced real tragedy in her short little life and had come to LifeTree wanting to find an adoptive family to walk beside her through the pregnancy. Her story really pierced my heart and I found myself thinking “I want to walk beside her”. She had already chosen another family to meet, but somehow, she never left my heart and I began to pray for her constantly.

Three days later, I got a call from Andrea asking if she could send our profile to this birth mom. The family that she had chosen now had a family emergency and was not returning the agency’s calls. She said that the birth mom came from a family of strong Christians and she wanted her child to grow up in a Christian home. But, she also loved horses and she wanted the family to share that connection, too. Weird way to pick parents for your child, but we saw it as God’s hand: we felt certain that she would love us when she learned that Matt used to rodeo and had proposed to me on horseback.

Again, in three more days, Andrea called to tell me that the birth mom had said she did not feel a connection to us, so we would not be meeting her. This stung, but we trusted the Lord. We knew that God had already picked our birth mom and our baby – if this wasn’t the girl, our birth mom was still out there. But, this girl continued to weigh on my heart and I continued to pray for her.

About two weeks later, Andrea called me to check in. I asked her to let that birth mom know that someone out there was praying for her. I just wanted her to know that she was being supported and prayed for. She told me that she had chosen another family to meet and felt good about them. I felt truly happy that God was providing for her needs. We continued to pray for our birth mom and this same sweet girl.

One week later, I got a call from Andrea. The birth mom had met the second family she had chosen and had decided that they were not supposed to be her baby’s parents. She wanted to meet us now – would we please come to Dallas that night?

Of course! We went to Dallas and met her. She was and is a force of nature! This child, at seventeen, had more commitment to her belief system than most adults ever have. Even though she had had this pregnancy enter her world without a choice, she was choosing life for her baby. How incredibly brave. The baby was due August 5th. During the meeting, we were able to share with her that we had already been praying for her for many weeks. We left the meeting not knowing what we going to happen, but feeling blessed that we had gotten to meet this remarkable girl.

Two days later, she asked if we could meet with her one more time. We arranged a meeting with her and her mom and Dad at IHOP in Katy. There in the booth over pancakes, she read us a poem that she had written to tell us she wanted us to be her baby’s parents. We must have made quite the picture as all of us cried together. She said that she had been waiting for the baby to let her know who was supposed to be his family. When we met at the agency, the baby had kicked the entire time we met. He must have recognized us already!

We began to walk beside her through the balance of her pregnancy, just as she had wanted. We met for pancakes many times. She asked us to come to youth group so that we could meet her pastor and her best friends. We went to doctor’s appointments and birthing class. I learned to text message very quickly as we kept in touch almost daily!

Somewhere along the next two months, we fell in love with our birth mom and her family. That is a special gift that God gave all of us. Before we ever met her, I had hoped to tolerate this girl that was going to have such a strange place in our lives. I had never hoped to truly love her; but we certainly did come to love her and her entire family.

On July 30, our birth mom went into early labor and our entire family drove to College Station for what turned out to be a false alarm! We spent the entire day and night waiting for her labor to increase, but it didn’t. The next day, we all went to her doctor who told us to go home – it might be weeks from this point. That night, at 2:30 in the morning, I got a text from birth mom: “R U UP?”

Her water had broken, so we were heading back to College Station. After 20 hours of labor without drugs, her mother came into the waiting room with tears streaming down her face. She bee-lined straight for me, hugged me very tightly and said words that I will never forget, “You have a healthy seven pound three ounce son. Come meet your little boy.”

From twenty minutes after he entered the world, Will has not been separated from us. The hospital let us spend two nights in a room and he stayed with us. We had a blessing ceremony led by our birth mom’s pastor in the hospital: the entirety of both families standing around Will.

In the delivery room, our birth mom looked up at me and said, “We did it. We took two tragedies and created a miracle.” I thought to myself, God did work a miracle. He took two families that love him and he wove their stories into one: he used our hurting hearts to understand her sense of loss and pain and to help her heal. He used the child he created in her to redeem our dreams of a family.

Early as we had met with her, our birth mom asked about what we planned to name the baby. We told her that we wanted the baby to know how she had loved him and how amazing we thought she was. We wanted his very name to communicate the depth of that to him. We chose William because it means Determined Defender: which is exactly what his birth mom was for him. We chose Zachary because it means “The Lord remembered”. That is exactly what the Lord did for us.

And so, that is our story. Exactly one year after losing our baby girls, God has redeemed for us a family through lives that he has been weaving together since before we ever thought of adoption. Now we see - God does not waste our pain. He used ours to help us to heal our birth mom and restore a life that she had hoped and dreamed of. He used her pain to help heal our family through the gift of Will.

I remember the adoption counselor that has worked with us saying that her faith has grown as she has been in her chosen profession. She has seen countless families put together; child after child placed in home after home. Somehow, magically, it is always in just the right family. I know what she means now because my faith has grown too as I have watched the God of the universe reach down from heaven and orchestrate every decision and time perfectly every movement just to bring us our own little Boaz: William Zachary “Boaz” Bisson.


Ephesians 1:7
In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace.
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