And then there were THREE!!!

Hi Dear Friends,

I know I said I would keep in touch, and I plan to... however life just got a WHOLE LOT BETTER! In our last few posts we talked about our recent heartbreak. Today we talk about how our lives were recently changed forever!

As you all know sometime in May we lost our first baby adoption. We experienced an adoption miscarriage, which is basically a match gone wrong. That broke our hearts and shook our spirits. S always remained hopeful, but I was so hurt that I stopped going to baby stores and looking at my dream items online. I focused on my everyday life because I was SURE that we were not going to be matched for at least 18 months... I wanted a baby NOW... not 18 months from now. I knew that first baby was not for us, but I wanted my baby to join our family already!!!

Then... on Tuesday June 5th, 2012 I went to work as usual... I was in my tuesday meeting when my phone rang. It was the adoption agency. I figured they were calling to check up on us. Either way I could not answer because I could not leave my meeting. But then... THEY CALLED S!!! He didn't answer either. He never ever answers his phone. The agency people were persistent (THANK GOD!) and they called S's office. Sure enough... they had a match for us!!!

Meg, the social worker that spoke to S told him that she had good news for him. And oh, boy, did she have good news! Not only had a birth mother picked us but the BABY WAS BORN!!! No waiting period. No anxiety! Nothing!

(I'm not going to go into details about any of that because that is the baby's story not mine. If you are interested in adoption and really honestly want to know how it works send me an email and I'll be glad to share what we feel comfortable with.)

The baby was OURS!!! So of course we wanted to meet him. Our sweet boy was born on May 25, 2012. We met him and became a family on June 6, 2012 when he was just 12 days old. He had been patiently waiting for us for 12 days! He never lost hope, he knew we were coming!

That beautiful Wednesday morning of June 6, 2012 we met our Son. He was bundled and perfect. He was a tiny 4 lbs 4 ounces but FULL of love. He was healthy and strong. He had been fighting for 12 days waiting for his mommy and daddy to come pick him up and that day he greeted us with a smile. (It could have been gas, but it could have been a smile!). The moment we laid eyes on him we fell in love. There was absolutely NO GOING BACK. We were a family of THREE!

That night we went back to the hospital and hung out with the little man some more. He was in the hospital for a MINOR reason... but his stay was long(ish) so I will blog about that experience after.

Wednesday night we got to give our son a bath. We bonded and fed him and put him to sleep. We were so smitten. That night we couldn't sleep. The following day was going to be the most important day of our lives.

On thursday June 7, 2012 we signed all the legal paper work to become L's parents! It was THE BEST legal paperwork we've ever had to sign. We left the agency feeling so good and so ready. We were now responsible for a human being! Our SON. We have a SON.

We've been home for some time now. We've gotten to know each other and we all fit like pieces to a puzzle. He is the perfect addition to our family. He is mellow and sweet and smart. He even looks like S which is just the sweetest thing.

We have been busy getting everything L needs! We had no idea he was coming this fast so we've had to hustle... and let me tell you its been the fastest funnest shopping experience of our lives. We have the essentials but we have everything HE needs.

You guys I can't tell you enough how happy I am. I cry every time I look at his face, hands, feet. His tummy is like a magnet for kisses and I get happy when I see poop in his diaper. The highlight of my day is making sure I get all the boogies out of his nose so that he can breathe better at night.

All the things I thought I would care about... the fancy stroller, the cute clothes, the amazing pinterest inspired nursery are pushed to the side. I ONLY want my son to be happy and healthy... and he is... so I am complete.

I'll be back soon with his "hospital stay" recount.

Much Love and THANK YOU for the support!

A very HAPPY MOMMA!!!

Pink or Blue?

Adoptions are like a pregnancy in that they involve buying a ton of really ADORABLE BABY STUFF! That's about it. Everything else between adoptions and pregnancy is SUPER DUPER DIFFERENT!

This journey has been the most difficult adventure we have ever embarked on but it has also been the most rewarding.

One thing we have found funny though has been the questions that people ask. Not a lot of people know we are adopting however those that do always ask the same things. I think I'll make a whole other post about that... this post I want to focus on my favorite question.

"Are you adopting a boy or a girl?"

I like this question because it is genuine and it doesn't insult us in any way. Most people really want to know. I believe social media has a lot to do with that question. Celebrities bring spotlight to adoptions and many of them choose the gender of the child. That is not how our adoption is.

When we first decided that adoption was the best way to form our family we never really sat down and chose a gender. Yes, I do admit, that we each had our preference... however that preference was not any different than if we would have decided to have a biological family. We are sure that up until the gender revealing ultrasound we would have each had our hopes set on a girl or a boy. (Due to the fact that we want our child to read this blog in the future and truly experience the journey with us I will not disclose what S and I hoped for...)

Before we were matched we had a ton of fun looking at baby items. The "wait" to be matched can be excruciating. Ours was less than a month from homestudy to match but it felt like YEARS. We had the opportunity to voice to our social worker what our desire was... and she told us "I wish you the best in getting the gender that you want, but in the end when that child finds you, it will not matter whether it is a she or a he." Oh boy was the amazing-most-wonderful-social-worker-of-all-time SO RIGHT. When we got our match and I answered that phone call the last thing on my mind was gender preference. When I called S to let him know, not once did he ask me what the gender of the baby was. That day we became parents... of a baby... our baby.

Yes... the match could fail... that truth is constantly in the back of my mind. I'm the worrier of the family. S on the other hand truly believes that this baby is ours. He KNOWS this baby is coming home. I applaud his strength and courage and I hold on to it. I feel like a mom. I feel that this child is mine... IF the match does not go through I will mourn the loss of this child because from the moment I got that call I became a mother.

So I bet you are dying to know whether our little tiny human will be wearing PINK....

Or BLUE...

Well, friends, that is a question I am not quite ready to answer just yet... I want to keep the excitement alive. Yes, we do know WHAT we are having... but I want to keep it a secret. I say that I want to keep it a secret because S is dying to SCREAM IT through the rooftops... So... if you really want to know... I'm sure it won't take much to get it out of him! ;)

Until next time...


A very EXCITED matched mommy to be.

J.