Adoption Journal – 11

Continuing on with my adoption journal from when we were adopting Zach 8 and a half years ago, here’s the next entry dated May 2 . . . .  less than 2 weeks before Zach was born:

Our reference letters arrived.  Our criminal clearances arrived.  And this afternoon I turned in my medical form, the last piece of paperwork!  We officially became a waiting family!!!  Wow!!!  Yea!!!

THEN . . .

The curve ball from God:  two hours after turning in our last piece of the paperwork and being announced as a waiting family, I took a pregnancy test which was positive.  Positive!  Yes, I am pregnant!!

What does this mean?

What do we do about the adoption?

God, is this for real?  What are you doing??

We were floored at the news of my pregnancy!  Floored, shocked, and dismayed!  Tomorrow’s journal entry is a long think-it-through entry.


 

An Amazingly Sweet Cause

You must go visit this blog today.  There, the blogger explains the Darya Project — an amazingly sweet effort by an 11-year-old girl to raise the money to adopt her sister-to-be from Europe.  Her sister-to-be, Darya, has Down Syndrome and is waiting for her forever family.  Read about it here and even consider being a part of the fund-raising effort!

Amazingly sweet, eh?

An Apology

Dear Chloe,

I have a confession to make.  I said things about you that were not true.  I publicly accused you of things that you did not do.  I assumed you had sinned; I wrongly assumed you had stolen.

You see, I said several times on my blog that I knew for sure that you were the one who had taken my camera.  I said you had carried it off and hidden it somewhere.  I accused you of filling up the memory card and wearing out the battery and then leaving it for dead somewhere in your room.

I was wrong.  You did not take my camera.  And you did not wear down the battery.  Nor did you fill up the memory card.  Nor did you hide my camera from me in your room somewhere.

Will you forgive me?  Will you please forgive me, baby?

It happened that yesterday when Daddy was cleaning off his desk, he found my little red camera.  It had been buried in all the junk all the important papers on Daddy’s desk.  In fact, while I wrote those accusations about you running off with my camera, my little red camera was within inches of my typing fingers.  My little red camera lay mocking me and calling for me from the bottom of the pile.

But now my camera is found.  And I am very glad.

But I’m sorry for wrongly accusing you, Chloe.  Would you please forgive me?

I love you bunches.

Love, Mom

P.S.  Wanna go out and take pictures together over the Thanksgiving holiday?  I’ll share my little red camera with you. . . .  :)

Adoption Journal – 10

Wow.  We are nearing the end of National Adoption Month and nearing the time in my old journal of when we brought Zachary home!  Oops.  I just gave it away.  Now you know what’s gonna happen . . . .

Shoot!

Oh, well.  Back to the story.  This journal entry is dated April 23, 2001.

Machelle came to our home for our home visit.  She stressed several times during our meetings that the home visit isn’t a big deal.  She promised she would not bring her white gloves to check for cleanliness; she wouldn’t check cupboards or closets.  She was simply here to verify that we have room for another child.

We invited her to have lunch with us.  Lois ate with us, too.  We had a nice visit over lunch; we really enjoy Machelle.  She enjoyed getting to know Elliot.

We gave her our profile to read.  She said it was great and that she wouldn’t change a thing.

Then she quickly took a tour of our house, and she was gone.  That’s it.  That was easy.

Now we just have to wait for our reference letters and our criminal clearances and our medical forms.  Then we will become a waiting family.

Thanks for sharing in my old journal with me.  I pray it is a blessing and maybe even an inspiration to someone.  At the very least, maybe it is borderline entertaining . . . .  :)

Not Me! Monday

Today I’m joining MckMama and lots of other bloggers in Not Me! Monday, where we are confessing many things that we absolutely did not do this week!  (Of course we didn’t!)  You can click on over to her blog to see what other bloggers have not been doing!

Here are a few things I have not been doing:

This week I did not buy Christmas cookies — a week before Thanksgiving.  Nope.  Not me! I’m a stickler for the not-before-Thanksgiving rule.  Nor did I let Zachary have Christmas cookies for breakfast two mornings in a row.  No way!  Not me! I always see to it that my children get a healthy breakfast to start their day.  And I certainly did not wonder why in the world Zachary’s behavior was less than perfect on the days that I did not feed him cookies for breakfast. . . .

And I was not practically the only mom who sent their children to school in shorts and short sleeves on the day that a cold front was coming through.  That must’ve been some other lame uninformed mom.  Since I always make it a point to watch the weather before school each morning, my children are always dressed appropriately for the weather.  I would not make my kids freeze all day or have to stay inside from recess since they didn’t have a jacket.  Nope.  Not me!

How about you?  Anything you have not been doing?

Adoption Journal – 9

Here is the next entry from my adoption journal.  The date:  April 19, 2001.

At our 3rd meeting with Machele, we watched a couple of videos on adoption and looked at some sample profiles.  (Adoptive family profiles are little books that the family puts together for the birth parents to see.  The profile includes facts, hobbies, and photos of the family wanting to adopt.)  It is nearly time for us to write the profile that the birthmothers will see.  It will include information about our childhoods, our religion, our famiies, our jobs and education, Elliot, our home, etc.  We will include pictures, too.  This will be a big deal to write.  Most of them are about five pages long.  Seeing samples will sure be a help to us though.

Our 4th meetings were individual meetings with Machelle.  She met with me after reading my self study. She asked a little more about my family’s personalities.  It only lasted 20 or 30 minutes.  Then she met with Paul and asked him some questions about his family’s personalities.  Their meeting lasted the whole hour because he is a bit chattier than me, I guess!

That next day or so we wrote our profile and chose photos for it.  I wrote the profile except for the paragraph about my personality.  Paul wrote that part.  It was much easier to write than I was expecting.  We’ll let Machelle read it to see what she thinks.

So far the whole adoption process has gone smoothly and quickly.  We have such peace and confidence that we are obeying God.  And we are getting excited to get our baby!

It’s National Adoption Month!  Please pray today for the 143 million orphans in the world.  Know any adoptive families?  Pray for them, too.  :)

A Book Review

Again recognizing National Adoption Month, I want to direct you to one of Paul’s blogs.  He has a blog, Reading Glutton, where he reviews books.  He loves reading and decided to write reviews of the books he is reading.  This week he reviewed My Fathers’ Daughter by Hannah Pool.  Hannah, born in Africa, was adopted as an infant by a British family.  It is her story about adoption, international adoption, transracial adoption, meeting her birth family, and the feelings experienced by this adoptee.  Read the review here.

And if you have time, watch these public service announcements about foster/adopt programs.  They are moving and inspiring!

I Will Rise

Let this song encourage you today.  Whatever struggles you face today, He has overcome!  And there is promise of no more sorrow, no more pain!!  Wow!

Chris Tomlin – I Will Rise

There’s a peace I’ve come to know

Though my heart and flesh may fail

There’s an anchor for my soul

I can say “It is well”

Jesus has overcome

And the grave is overwhelmed

The victory is won

He is risen from the dead

Chorus:
And I will rise when He calls my name

No more sorrow, no more pain

I will rise on eagles’ wings

Before my God fall on my knees

And rise
I will rise

There’s a day that’s drawing near

When this darkness breaks to light

And the shadows disappear

And my faith shall be my eyes

Jesus has overcome

And the grave is overwhelmed

The victory is won

He is risen from the dead

Chorus:
And I will rise when He calls my name

No more sorrow, no more pain

I will rise on eagles’ wings

Before my God fall on my knees

And rise
I will rise

And I hear the voice of many angels sing,
“Worthy is the Lamb”

And I hear the cry of every longing heart,
“Worthy is the Lamb”

Chorus:
And I will rise when He calls my name

No more sorrow, no more pain

I will rise on eagles’ wings

Before my God fall on my knees

And rise
I will rise

Adoption Journal – 8

Yesterday, I left you right in the middle of a big decision time for Paul and me.  Today, I’ll finish up that journal entry for you.

Remember that we had said YES on the worksheet to many adoption scenarios.  Then our caseworker, Machele, had told us about 2 babies -soon to be born- who had family of history of mental illness.  She asked us to pray about them and to let her know what we decided.

Wow.  We were pretty overwhelmed.

Paul had said time and time again that he wanted to adopt a hard-to-place child, a child that perhaps wouldn’t have a home if we didn’t adopt him/her.  These two baby girls surely fit that category.  Is this what God wanted for us?  And what about the fact that the babies were white?  Wasn’t God calling us to non-white adoption?  Or was that just something we had decided on?

We thought, prayed, and worried about this decision for several days.  We researched bipolar and schizophrenia.

In the end, we decided to say NO to both of these adoption plans . . . .  It was a difficult phone call to make to Machele that Friday.  It felt weird to say NO.  One day we said an absolute YES to hypothetical situations.  Two days later when faced with two very real situations, we said NO.

What did that mean for us?  We decided to keep our general answer YES to mental illness — we would still consider babies coming from mentally ill birthmothers and families.  We also decided the timing was wrong.  Three weeks was too soon.  Also, we were reminded how specifically God seemed to direct us to non-white adoption.  But mostly, we lacked a peace about both of those babies.  After making the difficult decision — however hard it was — we felt a peace again.  We felt like God wanted us to say NO.

Machele was awesome and understanding.  She didn’t question us or condemn us for our decision.

We still feel confident that we made the right decision.  Perhaps that won’t be the last tough decision we make during this process.

Lord, I pray for these two baby girls.  I pray for their health that they would both be physically and mentally whole.  I pray that they would both be placed in loving adoptive homes at birth.  I pray for peace, comfort, and joy for the babies, their birthmothers, and the adoptive families.  Thank you for guiding us and for giving us peace.  I pray that this small emptiness and hurt that I feel for these two babies would be a reminder to pray for them and other special needs children in need of families.  Raise Your people up to adopt them, Lord!

Wow!  What an emotional time for us!

Again today, I pray for those two baby girls — now 8-years-old.  Lord, would you continue to prove Your love for them?  Would you protect their bodies and their minds?  Would you continue to make them whole, Lord?  And would you strengthen and bless the families that I hope adopted them.  Lord, love on those two girls real good!

 

Adoption Journal – 7

Wow — it’s getting so exciting to see how God was so carefully directing us toward adoption and toward Zachary!  Here’s another journal entry.  It is dated April 23, 2001.

Machele, our adoption case worker, has been great!  She is friendly, easy to talk to, funny, and encouraging.  Our meetings with her have been a blessing.

Our first meeting was a heap of papers and a long list of the documents to come.  We took about an hour to discuss the list and some of the process to come.

She mentioned the great need for black adoption.  Just that morning she had received an email from Indiana searching for a family that was open to adopting an African American baby.  She was thrilled that we wanted to adopt transracially.

We didn’t really get much new information from that first meeting since we had gone to the Bethany orientation earlier and got lots of information then.  But that first meeting made our upcoming adoption seem such a reality.  Adoption for years had been something we talked about, but now it was the reality.  We were really doing it!  It brought feelings mostly of excitement but also of nervousness — much the same feelings that a pregnancy brings.

That first meeting also acted as a confirmation for Paul and me.  It felt right.  We clicked with Machele. She talked of the need for adoption, especially of black children.  And it fueled our excitement to be there with her, discussing our adoption.

For homework before our next meeting, Paul and I had a list of possible birth parent scenarios and a place for us to check yes or no whether we would consider such an adoption plan.  The list included prenatal care, drug use, tobacco use, rape incidents, mental health, criminal background, HIV, etc.  We called Robert, my father-in-law who is an obstetrician, to get his professional opinion on the chances of each of these things affecting the baby.  After our discussion with him, we decided to say YES to all of the scenarios — we were open to considering a wide range of birth mothers, birth fathers, and lifestyle choices.  We felt confident in saying YES to them.

Our second meeting was the next week.  This meeting was mainly for us to go through the yes/no worksheet with Machele, qualifying any item that we wanted to.  We began to go through the list with Machele reading the scenario (“Twins?”)  and us answering (“Yes.”)

Rape?

Yes.

Learning disability in birthmother?

Yes.

Learning disability in extended family?

Yes.

No information on birthfather?

Yes.

Mental illness in birthmother?

Yes.

Okay.  Any limitations or qualifiers?

No.

Okay . . . Mental illness in extended family?

Yes.

Limitations or qualifiers?

No.

Machele stopped and was giddy with excitement.  ”I just have to stop right here and show you something!”

She turned in her chair and picked up a small stack of papers.  She then excitedly explained that these were two birthmom profiles for which she had no families who were interested.  They both included major mental illness — bipolar disorder and schizophrenia– in both the birthmothers and the birthmothers’ parents.  Both babies were girls and caucasian.  One of them was due to be born in only 3 weeks!  The other was due in June.  Machele told us that if we were interested in either one of them, she could rush our stuff through and get it going.  She was willing to do that since these babies were such a great need.  She told us to pray about them and to let her know what we decided.

Wow!!  Very exciting!  Don’t you love cliff hangers?  I am stopping right in the middle of this journal entry just to leave you hanging!  :)

I love it!

And I love adoption!

November is National Adoption Month!  Please pray for the orphans all over the world.  And pray for the people who are meant to adopt them!