You Carried Him Anyway

You carried a little baby inside you, a baby boy. I don’t know what went through your mind when you first found out you were pregnant with him. Was it similar to what I felt each of those early mornings in the cold bathroom: some combination of surprise, shock, gratitude, fear, excitement, worry? Maybe not excitement though. Maybe not gratitude. Maybe you were only terrified, or upset. I can’t imagine, but I certainly don’t blame you. You must have been scared. You probably felt alone.

You carried him anyway.

For nine months you carried him and ate food for him and suffered through aches and pain and discomfort for him. Yet all of that was probably nothing compared to the emotional rollercoaster you went through. I don’t know why you did it, or how you felt about it, but I do know that it mattered.

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Back then, the future was a complete unknown for you. You had no idea who he would become or if you were making the right choice or whether the future was a worthy cause for all of your efforts. But you see, I’m on the other side of that future. I know how it all turned out.

I know that that tiny little boy that you carried–that squalling little bundle that you said goodbye to at only a few days old–I know who he became.

He grew up in a loving home, with doting parents, a high quality education, and opportunities galore. He loved dinosaurs, and then skateboarding, and then bass guitar. He went to college, became a voracious learner, and devoured academia with a joyful passion. Working nights in a French restaurant, he trained as a sous chef and became a self-proclaimed “foodie” and personal chef. He developed a passion for education, science, art, and technology, and by the time he turned 30, he had started a high school for project-based, community-centered education.

He now spends his days connecting teenagers with the world, with their community, and with each other, cultivating passions in them that I can only imagine will have a profound and lasting effect on the future of our world. He comes home at night and kisses his two babies, and a third on the way, and he fills their world with music, nature, books, adventure, and delicious food. He does that for me, too.

Photo Credit: Sarah Nebel Photography

That tiny baby boy that you carried is my husband, the love of my life. He is the rock of our family, the sparkle in our daughter’s eye, the role model for our son.

There isn’t a good way to say thank you for the choice you made all those years ago and for all the heartache and pain you must have endured. But thank you.

Thank you for giving life to the most intelligent, passionate, talented, and motivated person I have ever met. Thank you for allowing him to grow up to be such a wonderful husband and father. You should be so proud.

Photo Credit: Sarah Nebel Photography


Lianna is a homesteading mama of three: a sparkly seven-year-old daughter, a joyful five-year-old boy, and a confident three-year-old boy. After graduating from the University of Iowa’s college of education, she started Wondergarten Early Enrichment Home, a multi-age, play-based early childhood program. A self-proclaimed Queen Dabbler, she has a long list of hobbies (from gardening and canning to sewing and painting), and doesn’t mind being only mediocre at all of them. She lives with her husband, mother, three kiddos, dog, cat, rabbits, dwarf goats, and chickens on an acreage in the country. The Cornally family spends their time talking about education, learning how to grow and preserve their own food, and romping around in their woods.


  1. I looooove the ICMB is sharing adoption love during National Adoption Month! Thank you for making others aware that adoption can be a healthy and loving choice when an expectant mom doesn’t feel prepared to parent. Thank you for sharing your husband’s story! I’m sure his birthmom would be incredibly happy and touched to read this!

  2. Thank you for sharing:) I am the proud daughter of mother who was adopted. Without the choice my biological grandmother had made, my adoptive grandparents likely would not have none the joy of being parents, and my family would not exist. Without any judgment to the flip side, thank you to those who chose life. It has to be one of the hardest life experiences/decisions.

  3. Wish everyone knew what a blessing an adoption is! If you have given a child for adoption, you have blessed another family. Of course there will always be moments of regret but people do what they can with what they have at the time. The decision to put a child up for adoption is a difficult one, but a Positive one. Adoptive parents keep you in their prayers as they thank God daily for the gift of their son/daughter.


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