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Thursday, March 7, 2013

Adoption Journey- Part III

So, where was I?  Oh yes, we were in limbo...my husband was unemployed and now we were on hold for our little miracle that we were hoping for.  We were not happy campers to say the least, trying to trust God in the  middle of it all.  "Consider it all joy my brothers, when trials..." Joy?  Wow, now that can be a hard pill to swallow.  So, he eventually got a job working with a medical supply company delivering oxygen and other medical equipment.  This was in February of 2010.  We were back on the track.  The wait seemed so long, so daunting on so many different levels.  I remember people would ask us all the time, "So any news?" I would say the standard line, "No, nothing".  It felt stale.  It felt depressing.  I wanted to scream and send out a memo on some kind of letter head that looked official..."WE HAVE HEARD NOTHING!  YOU WILL KNOW WHEN WE HAVE HEARD!"  In the midst of such pain in waiting, hearing the same question over and over again can be so heavy.

I remember it was my middle brother Cliff's birthday.  Kent was gone on a Tres Dias retreat serving the men and I was home alone.  I decided to call Cliff for his birthday.  He too asked if we had heard anything with the adoption, I remember myself telling him very dejectedly that we hadn't heard a thing.  I felt really low that day, I recall.  I decided to go the library.  I got the movie, "The Business of Being Born", a documentary on having children at home.  So, here I was watching a program about childbirth at home alone, feeling like crying in my soup.  Little did I know that our son, Josiah, was born that very day, but I'm getting ahead of myself a bit...

We went to work as usual the next week.  My husband was on jury duty on Wednesday, the day he would usually be working.  I was working late and he was sitting in the homecare agencies waiting room while I was finishing up.  At 5:30 or so my cell phone rang, it was Sheila from the adoption agency.  "Hi Sheila, how's it going?" I asked, not thinking anything was up as we had had many conversations regarding paperwork, ecetera.  "We have a baby."  WHAT?"  "We have a baby!"  At this point I was crying and could not utter words for what seemed like a very long time. Once I got my composure, she started to tell  me all the specifics of the baby although I did not hear whether it was a boy or a girl.  I remember the scheduler Mandy asking me whether it was a girl or a boy, but Sheila was talking about the birthmother's height, the health issues that were in the family...At this point I was out in the lobby area and Kent looked like a deer in the headlights, it took several times of telling him that we have a baby before it really registered with him.  At this point I remember Sheila asking if we were willing to take him, "Yes!"  I called my boss Katie and apparently she had already heard from Mandy, telling her I would be picking up this little guy on Friday. Sheila asked us when we wanted to come and I was like, "tomorrow?"  She had some logistical conflicts so the soonest we could get there was going to be for Friday morning in Billings at the LSS office.  So we went home in shock and began calling everyone we knew in excitement.  We decided to go to homegroup that night.  I was sitting in the chair and Dave was talking about computers and I was uh huh, uh  huh, I was waiting for Susie to come to the living.  Susie casually asked me how I was and I said, "Great!"  "Really?"  "Yeah, I'm doing GREAT!"  We have a baby!  Everyone screamed with great excitement and I filled them in with the details.  They took us out to Target and had us fill our shopping cart full of everything we would need for a new baby as we had absolutely nothing at this point as we were told not to get much as it would make the wait even harder.  They blessed us tremendously.  Mandy from work sent us home after we had gotten the call with her car seat that she had in storage.  Thursday morning I washed all the new baby stuff and packed for our trip to Billings and left for the eight hour trip...

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