This is the only word that I can truly use to describe the past four days. Now that I slept about 7 hours last night and actually took a nap this afternoon, my mind might be functioning enough to update the blog. You will have to forgive me though if I seem like I am rambling. I have a lot to get out, and sometimes, my mind gets jumbled up. 🙂
Let me back up to last Tuesday. Jane(the owner and operator of our adoption agency) called me to let me know that she had a situation she wanted to talk to me and Ken about. We set up a conference call for the following afternoon after Ken got off work. Wednesday was a blur. I had so many thoughts, questions, prayers going through my mind that I couldn’t think straight.(This trend would continue on until today.) After Ken got home from work, we called Jane. She told us about that she had a birthmom that because of a previous situation where she had been very hurt, she had told Jane to pick a family for her baby. Jane said her first thoughts turned to us. (I’m going to stop right here and praise God that we changed to Open Door back in June. It’s a hometown agency and Jane knows Ken and I personally. Without her, none of this would be happening.) She gave us a little backstory on our birthmom and how she came to make this decision. Long story short, she wants the best for her baby. Jane then let us know that she was having a boy and he was due on or around Christmas. (Yes. This Christmas. Less than 7 weeks away.) I had the biggest grin on my face because Ken has said all along, “Stace, we will have our baby by Christmas.” I had doubted him this whole time. Jane told me that I could contact the caseworker that was working with our birthmom to see if I could set up a time for a conference call or a face to face meeting. Jane warned me that the mom might not want a face to face because of her previous disappointments. I called Beth, the caseworker to talk to her about all of this. She continued to tell me parts of our birthmom’s story including the fact that she would ask her if she wanted a meeting. I told Beth that lo and behold, Ken and I were heading up their way for a wedding on Saturday. (3 days away) Beth said that she would talk to her and let us know what she wanted to do.
Wednesday night was the most exciting time of my life. We got to share with our parents and our grandparents this awesome news. Just personally, sharing this news with my Mama and Daddy(Marmee and Standaddy) was one of the best experiences ever. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep much this night. (OR any night since then. Who can sleep when you have a sweet baby to think about!) Thursday, Beth texted me to let me know that our birthmom had agreed and that she wanted to meet us on Saturday afternoon at 2. (Perfect timing for our 4:30 wedding we were going to.) Again, I had this nervous, excited, anxious feeling in my stomach. It hasn’t really gone away still.
Yesterday morning, we left Thomasville around 8:00 to reach Atlanta around lunch. We ate lunch, checked into our hotel, and headed off to our future, our destiny. Yesterday afternoon, at a Starbucks in North Atlanta, our lives changed forever. We were able to meet the mother(and father) of our baby. We had such a strong connection from the moment we met. I instantly fell in love with her. She’s smart, and cute, and interesting, and loving. The first thing she did was give me a huge hug and tell me how GLAD she was to meet me. I did the same for her. While it was just she and us talking, I told her that on April 7th, I had written a letter to the birthmother of my baby and that I wanted to give that to her. At the time, I didn’t know who the birthmom was going to be, but now I do! She laughed and said “In April, no one knew I was pregnant but me and I was scared to tell anyone else.” Wow. Guys, God works. After lots of information was shared between us, Ken and I headed off to the wedding. When we got in the car, Ken said “That was the coolest thing I have ever experienced.” I couldn’t have said it any better.
We feel good about being matched with this birthmom and feel like this is going to be our baby. She is due on December 22nd, but she feels like she will go into labor early. She has with all of her other children. We are ready whenever she(and he) are! We have his name picked out, showers are being planned, we are going to register for all of our necessities tomorrow, and most importantly, I am shopping online for the cutest My First Christmas outfit. (Suggestions on cute baby clothes websites would be appreciated by me, not appreciated by Ken.)
I have written all of this through the jumble of thoughts in my mind so like I said, forgive me if it seems a little scattered. However, there is one thing that I need to say and I know exactly how to say it. THANK YOU. Thank you for buying tshirts. Thank you for giving to our Fundly. Thank you for hosting fundraisers. Thank you to our family for supporting us wholeheartedly through the entire process(that isn’t over yet.) Thank you to our friends who never let us go a day without letting us know that they were thinking of us. But, thank you most of all for your prayers. We know that there have been so many people praying for us, for our birthmom, and for our baby for so long now. We feel them and we have felt them every single day now for around 10 months. We are so blessed to have so many people so strong in their faith that have been with us side by side on this journey. We are so much more blessed to serve a God who hears our prayers and knows exactly what His plan is long before we do. God is powerful, strong, and sovereign. And THAT is our adoption story.