Here We Grow Again

My editor is gallivanting around a farm in Virginia with his college buddies, so in an effort to not expose the little man behind the curtain I’m going to limit myself to just a few sentences.

The Hagertys are expanding.

Sometime in the next year+ we will be welcoming two little Ugandans into our home. This wild ride just got a little more exciting (and petrifying).

A regular part of Eden & Caleb’s pretend play is “getting little boys and girls who don’t have mommys and daddys and bringing them into our home”, so I imagine they will be thrilled. At least until they realize they’ll have to share us. But we haven’t told them yet. Can you keep a secret?

More details to come.

(Though this decision has been slowly escalating since last fall, the past few weeks of moving in and making plans have been a whirlwind. If you fit in the category of “dear friend” and we didn’t tell you this personally, please forgive us. I had to remember if I’d told my mom before I started typing this :)).

PS. In case you were wondering, we survived the storms last night.

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19 Responses to “Here We Grow Again”

  1. Meg on

    Hooray! I’m thrilled to hear there will be more Hagerty kids. I’ll be praying for all the details and especially for the kids’ hearts (Eden and Caleb’s too).

  2. Karen Tarbell on

    Sara, this is wonderful news! The adventure continues…and those little ones will become part of the best family God could ever have chosen for them. What a blessing!

  3. Gina Lind on

    How very exciting! They will be blessed to have you as parents. The wild ride of life will get a little more wild and you will love it and live to tell. Hugs to you!

  4. Laura on

    Whenever I hear of children who will be receiving a family, my heart fills with great joy. I am reminded of my 2 Russian adoptions and the desire I had, 13 years ago, to bring all of them home, not just two. I am so thankful that you can bring two more of them home. Bless you as you embark on the journey again.

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