Hard to believe that it has been six months since we brought baby boy home. It has been an amazing journey and one chapter closes on Friday as we officially adopt our son. It was already pretty much official when the parents signed over their rights on December 12, 2012, but our agency is required to follow up with us for six months before the state will declare the adoption complete. The last six months have consisted of five more face to face meetings and random documentation showing a healthy baby and capable parenting. Tonight, as I put him to bed I read my favorite adoption book “God Found Us You” and just cried joyful tears. Tears that remember buying the book long before we knew what our son looked like. A book bought before we knew if it was a boy or a girl…we planned knowing it would happen, but none of the God’s details had been revealed yet. Now we know.
Now, we know that our son is big and strong (in the 75th percentile of weight and height and growing bigger everyday. He is the chillest and best baby ever! Goes to anyone easily, only cries when hungry, has yet to be sick besides a stuffy nose, doesn’t take a pacifier but soothes with his fist on occasion, loves to laugh and smile and is developing on pace or advanced. Our friends love him because he’s just chill, relaxed and easy. I can brag this much because all these traits have nothing to do with us…God gave us the baby that we could handle and I guess he knew that we could not handle much. I remember the years of pregnancy tests and infertility drugs, opk’s and sperm friendly gels, laying down with my legs up to help the sperm and so much calendar counting that I gave up. I remember the doctors, the appointments, the tears of hope and the tears of sadness. I remember all the trips to Houston and back to Dallas with only staying in a hotel once…we have made that drive so much there and back in a day. I remember meeting his birthmom then going to the hospital the day he was born. Bringing him home with terror and fear because my grandmother was dying and I was also a new mom. Watching him breathe through the monitor and googling everything because I had no idea what I was doing. The first nights of sleeplessness followed by so much sleep that I thought something was wrong. First baths, first sounds, first smiles and sharing him with all our friends that were so excited for us.
I remember going back to work and rushing home to see him. Hearing for the first time that I was his mother by the doctor’s office and celebrating Mother’s Day. Keeping in touch with his birthparents and sending them pics for every holiday. Making a brochure each month showing his growth and taking these month by month pics. I am so blessed that God has created this child and then called us to parent him. I feel like I was born to be his mom. That every decision and diagnosis and test result and meeting lead us to him. This is how it was suppose to be all along. Every setback was really a step forward and in the silence God was moving…it felt slow, but it was right on time. On Friday, we will hear a judge make this adoption official and the chapter of checking in and government documentation will be over. The payments to an agency will be through and that drive will be over for a while or until we choose to go back. Our son has always had the same name due to the greatness of the birthmom, but now we know it is a legal document signed by us. It felt long at the time, but looking back it was so worth it. I am so blessed to have been on this journey. So blessed to share it all with you. I go back and reread at the beginning when I did not know the outcome and feel humbled. Please pray for our safety as we make this long travel and please pray for the upcoming days of summer bliss as I am a stay at home mom until school starts again. All glory goes to God who has called us to adopt. To be honest, I always wondered would adoption be enough…well it is better because it helped us to grow in our faith as we learned to trust Jesus and not science. It helped us to grow as a couple as we watched God change our hearts and it introduced us to new people that we would have never met. This day is a day of triumph as we obeyed our God and trusted Him that His plan was best even though it did not look like our plan.
The good news is: God was always present. His love never fails, it never gives up and never runs out on me. <
So happy for you guys! I hope all goes well on Friday! What a special day!
Thanks girl! Glued to your journey as you bring a healthy baby boy or girl into this world. It all works out as it is suppose to be.