All the agencies and lawyers and birthmoms and social workers and friends and neighbors have it all wrong. They have named this wonderful gift of loving a child...Adoption, but the whole process needs a new name................
JUST WAIT AND SEE....AND WHEN YOU GET CHOSEN.....WAIT AND SEE......AND WHEN SHE IS IN LABOR.........WAIT AND SEE........AND WHEN SHE HAS THE BABY AND HAS TO SIGN THE PAPER.........WAIT AND SEE.
And when all that is over, please, please, please, wait some more. That is all we have done. We waited for 5 years. Agency closed, failed adoption, profile shown 100's of times, and we waited. We waited to be picked, waited for the due date to come, waited and waited. And now, here we are, so close, and all we are doing is waiting. No baby, no labor, so far from home. We got in that car, and packed our things in a New York minute, busted to Florida, and all we have done for almost a week is wait. It has to be soon right? Talk about some weird feelings..here we are, away from work, and family, and home, and we continue to wait and hope that she decides to go through with this adoption. One might think at this point, being so close, we might be able to stop and smell the roses. I don't want to miss out on the experience with frustration from waiting. But I just want it to hurry up and get here! I'm impatient and emotionally spent, and the hard stuff hasn't even gotten here yet!
Dear God,
Please watch over my beautiful son and husband as we wait for our little joy. Please watch over BM as she prepares to give birth, and please give us the gift of patience. Help us to remember only you know what is best for us, and we trust that you will watch over us as we "hurry up and wait."
Bedtime....and lunch with BM tomorrow. Ahhh. the suspense and nerves!
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