I grew up shoving little dolls under my shirt pretending to be pregnant. Always playing mommy. Always with 12 kids. {queue my husband gasping}
So…I also liked shoving pillows into my pants..I liked big butts. I cannot lie.
Scott grew up shoving little dolls into tin cans turning them into zombies. This really has nothing to do with his future as a father. But, for reasons that are beyond my understanding, he still loves zombies.
I don’t have a childhood photo of Scott, so here is a really cool one of him as a teen. (Scott is the one on the left…with the awesome mouth)
We were born in the same city, same hospital and ended up both going to school in the same city of a different state. We both loved the Green Bay Packers and hated raw onions.
A match made in heaven.
We met briefly in 2000, began dating in 2003, got married in 2005 and started the journey to start our little family in 2008. The next 2 years would bring more heartache than we could have ever imagined as we experienced the joys of pregnancy three times to then be met with the grief of loss. We lost our first little one in July, 2008. Our second little one in November, 2008. Our third little one in June, 2009. {I shared a little bit of our story at our church back in ’09…you can view it below}
I never thought starting a family would be so painful. Neither of us did.
Our journey to get to where we are now is too beautiful, broken and blessed to keep it contained in this small “Get to Know Us” tab on a website. So, we will keep this portion fairly simple for simplicity sake alone.
I have known that my future family would be colorful, vibrant and unique ever since I was little. Scott has come into this realization in the last few years and now, neither of us would want it any other way. And now that God blessed us with an incredible miracle by gifting us with our little girl, Emara Jane, we are even more excited to have siblings join us! (You can read the beginning of this story at our old blog, www.stephzibell.blogspot.com Go to June 2009 and read away.)
This is the beginning chapter to our journey of bringing our baby home from Ethiopia. Our second child on earth…
We are expectant. Impatient. Ecstatic. Overwhelmed. Overjoyed.
And we welcome you all to be a part of our story.
