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Friday, November 28, 2008

Photoshoot with Evelyn

I did this photoshoot 2 weeks ago. A friend of my caseworker (Audra) decided she wanted to do a photoshoot of the birthmothers and their babies and new families for us to have some nice pictures to charish. These are just a few.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

My visit with Evelyn

On Saturday 11/22/2008 I was able to visit with my Love Bug Evelyn. Her parents had to come by to pick up some cd's with pictures that I had on it and I got to visit with Evelyn and her parents for about 2 hours. It was a really nice visit. She has grown so much. She is such a beautiful little girl. I got to feed her and hold her lots and play with her lots. :) her eyes were open alot then she fell asleep. She is such a good little baby. Lynzie fed her the rest of her bottle and then she burpped and I was holding her and her threw up on my shirt then again on my pants. lol. It was gross but cute at the same time. Here are some pictures from the visit.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008


Delivery(Cherie Call)

She was only seventeen and she knew she couldn't keep himBut at that very moment she wished that she could tryHe was sleeping in her arms with his hand around her fingerWhen a woman came and told her it was time to say goodbyeSo she wrapped him in a blanket as her tears fell on his headAnd she sent him with a letter, and this is what it said;
"I delivered you from Heaven, from God's gentle loving careAnd I've entrusted you to mortals who have wished and prayed you thereThey will be your earthly parentsListen well to what they saySo they can deliver you back to HeavenAnd I'll meet you there someday"
One day a few weeks later someone gave her a letterAnd as she read the words she had to wipe the tears awayIt said, "We don't know how to thank youThere are things that words can't sayHe's the sunshine and the happiness that brightens all our daysAnd we couldn't live without him, and we love him as our ownHe has filled the empty spaces in our family and our home
You delivered him from Heaven, something only you could doAnd you have trusted us to love him and to teach him what is trueYou have been our earthly angelAnd I hope you know we prayThat we can deliver him back to HeavenAnd that we'll meet you there someday
And even though you may not get to hold him for a whileA piece of you will be with himEvery time he smilesAnd when he looks at his reflection, he'll see traces of the faceOf the one who made the sacrifice to send him to this place
Last night we read a story of a man who had a sonWho was from a different father, but he loved him as his ownAnd as he laid Him in a manger there were angels that were singingAnd he knew that as a father he would never be aloneThere are times we feel like JosephWe need help from up aboveAnd when you gave your son, you showed that father's kind of loveWhen you delivered him from HeavenFrom God's gentle loving careAnd you entrusted him to mortals who had wished and prayed him thereAnd when this life's laid out before usI hope we all can sayThat we delivered this child togetherWhen we meet again somedayWe'll deliver him back to heavenAnd we'll meet you there someday

In my Daughters Eyes

"In my daughter's eyes, I am a hero.
I am strong an' wise,
And I know no fear.
But the truth is plain to see:
She was sent to rescue me,
I see who I wanna be, in my daughter's eyes.
In my daughter's eyes, everyone is equal,
Darkness turns to light,
And the world is at peace.
This miracle God gave to me,
Gives me strength when I am weak.
I find reason to believe, in my daughter's eyes.
An' when she wraps her hand around my finger,Oh, it puts a smile in my heart.
Everything becomes a little clearer.
I realise what life is all about.
It's hangin' on when your heart has had enough;It's givin' more when you feel like givin' up.
I've seen the light: it's in my daughter's eyes. In my daughter's eyes, I can see the future.
A reflection of who I am,
An' what will be.
An' though she'll grow an', some day, leave:
Maybe raise a family,
When I'm gone, I hope you'll see,
How happy she made me,
For I'll be there, in my daughter's eyes."

In my arms I held

In my arms I held
The most precious thing
Known to mankind
With ten little fingers
And ten little toes
Hair of brown and eyes of blue
So little and fragileI didn't want to let go
As she looked up at me
With such uncertain eyes
She gave out a little cry
There I knew I had to let go
I placed her in the arms
Of one that could not bear her own
But could give her all I could not
This person I know will take great
Care of herHer life will be happy and secure
This I trust with faith and love
She will grow to understandIt was out of love for her
That with a kiss on the cheekI placed her in the arms
Of the one she will call mother

© Sharon Roberts

From God's Arms to My Arms to Yours

From God's Arms to My Arms to Yours

So many wrong decisions in my past, I'm not quite sure if I could ever hope to trust my judgment anymore. But lately I've been thinking, because it's all I've had to do. And in my heart I feel that I should give this child to you.
Chorus:And maybe you can tell your baby when you love him sothat he's been loved beforeby someone who delivered your sonfrom God's arms to my arms to yours.
And if you choose to tell him and if he wants to know how the one who gave him life could bear to let him go, just tell him there was sleepless nights I prayed and paced the floor and knew the only peace I'd find is if this child was yours.

I know that you don't have to do this, but could you kiss him once for me the first time that he ties his shoe or falls or skins his knees?and could you hold him twice as long when he makes his first mistake and try to tell him that he's not alone? Sometimes that's all it takes. And he's not alone. I know how much he'll ache.

This may not be the answer for another girl like me and I'm not on a soap box singing how we all should be. I'm just trusting in my feelings and I'm trusting God above,and I'm trusting that you can give this baby both his mother's Michael McLean <©> 1990

My Favorite Pictures

first manicure

My Favorite Pictures

Evelyn's recent pictures

Day of the Birthmother Photoshoot

Evelyn Update

On Saturday I got the chance to do a photoshoot with Evelyn. My caseworker has a friend that wanted to do a photoshoot for the birthmothers so we would have nice pictures to charish forever, I will post them when I get them, I was really grateful for this day. I had been missing Evelyn and had been recieving pictures but really wanted to see her- she has grown alot.


Daniel and Lynzie proud new parents

Birth Family photo

Day of the signing- Bittersweet

Bittersweet day

Evelyn Allen

Grandma Warner

Feeding time

My Decision

I recently had a beautiful little girl on October 28, 2008 @ 8:32am Her name was Madysen AnnLynn Yruegas ( Named after my mother Terri Lynn and Ray's Mother Cynthia Ann). When I was 5 months pregnant I made the decision to place my daughter for Adoption thru LDS Family services. This was not an easy decision as her father Ray wanted to keep her, but we couldnt stay together. I wanted my daughter to have more than I did, but most of all I wanted her to have the priesthood in her home. I started looking thru profiles and finally found her parents Daniel and Lynzie. I felt that this was who her parents were suppose to be. Believe me this was not an easy decision as I came out of a marriage, and had a miscarriage. I longed for a family for so long and now I had one but it was not how I wanted my family to be. I knew in my heart that adoption was what was best. It wasnt that I couldnt be happy with her father, but i was missing the gospel. It wasnt that I didnt want to be a single mother, I could be a great mother, but my daughter deserved this gift I was giving her. My adoption is an open adoption. Her new parents are amazing and they love her as much as I do and they love me. Many will not agree with my decision but my daughter will grow up knowing I love her and who I am. She will know why I did this, She will know that I helped her mommy and daddy start a family that they couldnt do on their own. I will forever love her dearly and she will understand. This was a selfless decision. Everything I do from this point out is for her and no one else.

Her parents named her Evelyn, she is named after my mother Terri Lynn and Lynzie's mother Terrilynn--- she gets a part of both families. I love Daniel and Lynzie and I am so happy that they are her parents. They have a great love for the gospel and eachother. Evelyn will get to experience many things in her life and have the priesthood in her home like she deserves.

" A Greater Love"

A Greater Love
By Eve Burch

Eve Burch, “A Greater Love,” Ensign, Jun 2006, 58–60
An unusual telephone call changed the course of my life.
I don’t remember when my parents first told me I was adopted. It was just part of who I was—like my blue eyes and my love of music. My father always made it sound like something wonderful. He said he and my mother had especially chosen me, while other parents had to take what they were given. As I grew, I knew that my parents, to whom I had been sealed in the Idaho Falls Idaho Temple, were the parents I was supposed to have. My love for my family members grew each day, and I knew that no matter what my bloodline was, they were truly my family.
Yet during my teenage years, I often thought that someday I would like to find the woman who had given birth to me. I was curious about the circumstances surrounding my birth, and, most of all, I wanted to thank my birth mother for what she had done for me. Although I did not fully comprehend the complexities of the decision she had made, I did know that placing a child for adoption was not a popular choice. I was incredibly grateful that my birth mother had chosen to give me something she could not provide herself—an eternal family with both a mother and a father to love and care for me.
The year 1992 turned out to be very eventful for me. I married my sweetheart in the Las Vegas Nevada Temple in May. I will be eternally grateful that my father was able to attend our wedding, because that was the last time I saw him. We lost him unexpectedly six weeks later due to a heart attack and associated complications. It took me awhile to adjust to the addition of one man to my life and the loss of another. But Heavenly Father always knows when we are ready to grow through trials and challenges.
By the end of the year, when life was starting to feel a little more settled, I got an unusual telephone call from my mother. She had received a letter from a couple in Utah who said they were the maternal grandparents of a baby girl placed for adoption in Sandpoint, Idaho, 28 years previously. They requested that if my parents were willing, the information containing their names, address, and telephone number be forwarded to me.
My mother explained that the letter had taken a miraculous journey to reach her. It was originally mailed to the family with whom my biological mother had stayed during her pregnancy. This family forwarded it to a dear lady who had been in my parents’ ward at the time I was adopted. She had long since moved from Sandpoint, but the family remembered where she worked and sent it there. This sister in turn forwarded the letter to my parents—in Sandpoint, Idaho—with no street address. Although Sandpoint is a relatively small town, under normal circumstances it still would have been next to impossible to deliver a letter with no street address. But my mother had worked for years as a mail carrier and was well known at the Sandpoint post office. The letter was hand-delivered directly to her when it arrived. I can’t help but believe there was heavenly assistance in helping this letter along its journey.
My mother told me she would mail the information to me rather than give it to me over the telephone. She said she wanted to allow me time to decide what I would do.
The next few days passed slowly as I pondered my options. Even after receiving the letter, I carried it around in my purse for two weeks. I knew that contacting these people would answer many of the questions I’d always had. And yet I had heard of so many reunions of this kind that had not ended well. I could be opening myself up to so many things. In the end, however, I knew that if I did not attempt to contact this couple, I would always be curious and wonder what would have happened if I had made a different decision.
One afternoon at work, I finally convinced myself to make the phone call. I spoke with two sweet-sounding people who could not emphasize enough how happy they were that I had called. They briefly told me about their family and the circumstances surrounding my birth. Their daughter, Karen, had become pregnant as a high school senior, with no option of being happily married. They asked about me and my life. They requested my home phone number and told me they would have Karen call me that evening. So I went home after work quite anxious about the telephone call I was to receive.
Karen called me as promised. We spent what seemed like an eternity on the phone together. Like her parents, she wanted to know all about me, my family, and the life I had led. She was thrilled to know that I was active in the Church, had served a full-time mission, and had been married in the temple just that year. She shared with me how difficult it had been to place me for adoption and the struggles and uncertainties she had experienced since that day, wondering if she had made the right choice. She wanted to emphasize that she did not let me go because she didn’t want me or love me. She had felt strongly that I was meant to be someone else’s baby.
At that point, I did what I had always promised myself I would do if I were ever given the opportunity. I thanked her from the bottom of my heart for the decision she had made and for giving me a loving, active Latter-day Saint family. I told her that, through her sacrifice, she had allowed me to have everything I valued in my life.
Karen did not respond. At first, I was uncertain if I had said something wrong. Then I realized she was sobbing. It took a few minutes, but she was then able to share with me a special experience. In the years since my birth, she had often felt worried and anxious about me and would sometimes get depressed. During one of these periods she received a blessing of comfort from a family friend. He said many things in the blessing, but one promise stood out. She was told that at some future time, either in this life or in the life to come, we would meet again and I would thank her for the choice and sacrifice she had made. Our conversation that night was a direct fulfillment of that promise.
Even though Karen and I were miles apart, the Spirit bore witness to both of us that her choice and my growing up in the family I did were all in accordance with Heavenly Father’s plan.
Karen and I made plans to meet in person, and in the 13 years since that night, Karen has become a cherished friend. She has developed a special relationship with my sweet mother as well. Karen has never attempted to take my mother’s place. She simply adds another dimension of love to a life full of blessings. She has also become “Grandma Karen” to my four children, who adore her.
After experiencing the pregnancy and delivery of my own four children, I appreciate even more deeply the gift Karen gave me. When you carry a baby for nine months, that baby truly becomes a part of you. To give up that life so selflessly in order to allow that baby to have a complete family and the opportunity of temple blessings takes a deeper kind of love. It is true charity.
For more information about adoption or dealing with unplanned pregnancy, contact LDS Family Services or go to
[illustration] Illustrated by Julie Rogers

New baby

Mom and Dad and Madysen

Proud Daddy and Daughter

proud mommy and daughter

7 lbs 1 oz 20 inches 832am 10/28/2008