I guess it started back January 5th, when my friend called to say that she knew of a baby possibly available for adoption.
We waited, hoped, and wondered if it would really work out. It was a long shot after all.
We didn’t know the birth parents.
The baby was 5 days old then.
Two days later we got word that the birth mom was going to keep the baby. We had never had contact with her and who could resist a sweet dark haired little girl.
And I was fine. But it all had awaken that baby hunger I’ve heard others talk about. A new thing for me.
Now, eight days later, We got word from same dear friend that the birth parents have realized that they can’t provide for her as they would like, and though they love her dearly, know that adoption is the best thing they can give their girl.
What a whirlwind today has been. I have talked with the birth mom, birth dad, the grandma involved, and our lawyer. We’ve met with our social worker today, filled out some papers, and have a stack more to fill out ASAP.
We bought a case of newborn diapers.
I’ve been calling and texting family and friends of our news and asking for their prayers. We’re hoping this goes smoothly as we need to get this baby here from Oklahoma as soon as we can.
Next week we need to go have our background checks done, visit our doctor to fill out our health sheet, and meet with the social worker again for our home study. Oh, and put another baby room together.
We are so blessed that the birth parents are willing to fly to Utah to finalize this adoption. This is the easiest and quickest way. Thank you, Utah, for being so adoption friendly! Otherwise we’d be spending weeks in Oklahoma waiting for appropriate paperwork to be filled before being able to bring her home.
So, the day is almost over. I have pulled out Jack’s newborn clothes to see what we have that will work. I still can’t believe this is happening!
I’ve heard of other short notice adoptions, and wondered what that would be like and here I am right in the middle of one. I can see many good reasons for nine months notice. I just have a few days. A few days to wrap my brain around being the mom to another human being and loving her and being her mommy.
I’ll have no time to nest!
I’m in a foggy dream, for sure.