I lay awake in the middle of the night and think about it. I wake up in the morning and it still doesn’t seem quite real. I have to remind myself that it’s true—we are adopting from China and about one short year from now we’re going to be a family of 6. How did we get to this place? I think it’s been in the works for a long, long time now.
I can remember talking with my mom years and years ago about what I wanted to do when I grew up—to run an orphanage. I even remember what road we were on as we discussed this. I don’t have a great memory, but some things just stick in my head. Like hours after Joshua was born and I went to see him in the Special Care nursery, where he lay under an oxygen hood. The feeling was overpowering—how much I loved him, how he had this big, supportive family that would even come all the way to Missouri to set eyes on him, how there are little ones laying in hospitals who have no one there celebrating their arrival, holding their tiny hands while they receive treatment, and how much I wanted to adopt. Funny thing to feel the day you have your first baby.
But lots of life events got in the way of those dreams and before we knew it, we had three kids. Still, I really wanted to adopt. I read all I could get my hands on about international adoption, infant adoption, older child adoption, refugee teen adoption, foster care and with every story I said to myself, “Yes. I want to do that.” But it wasn’t the right time. There were moves, job changes, going back to school, etc. and it was just too much. And Matt was not at all ready.
Sometimes I would despair at this not-right timing. I remember one such afternoon that I felt particularly frustrated about it all. We were headed to a play date for new Voyager kindergarteners and must have had a discussion about adoption on the way. I don’t remember the details except that I was sad and the moment we got to the park, I looked up and the first family I saw was a mom and dad with two obviously adopted children. I knew when I saw them they must be the family my friend Carla mentioned were also going to Voyager. And in that moment, it felt like God was telling me to be patient and that we’d get our chance at adoption one day. I was right about that family. It was the Bakers who, as it turns out, have played such a big role in this process. Lisa is now a close friend and the one we are working with at Small World, as she’s in charge of China adoptions.
So this adoption thing is a very long story in the making. The latest bit is that Matt and I agreed to start seriously looking into it this year, around Julia's birthday when the reality of youngest child turning 6 was setting in, and I really had no idea what decision we would make.
We started with pursuing adoption from the foster system, but after our meeting with the social worker, decided it wasn’t the best fit. The goal there is always to reunify kids and parents and all involved have to be 100% behind that and ready to do what it takes. But since half of our motivation is to add a 4th child to our family, not just to temporarily care for a child, we needed to look elsewhere.
After meeting with the Bakers, we decided that night to go for China. It was a big surprise to me that Matt was ready to say yes. I think it helped to hear the Bakers affirm his concerns and share that they had had similar thoughts, but that all turned out beautifully. The night we decided was the night before Valentine’s Day. We aren’t huge Valentine’s people, but it’s always been just a fun day to share with the kids, the big highlight being a treasure hunt for little gifts (this year was Valentine mailbox and a tshirt). But now I think the holiday will take on a new meeting as I will always remember it was when my prayers were answered for a dream to come true.
On Valentine’s Day at breakfast, we told the kids. It wasn’t a huge surprise, as they have heard me talk and read to them about adoption for years now and they knew we were thinking about it. Matt told them the child will probably be a girl (side note- in China there are now more boys than girls available for adoption I believe, so it’s possible we change our minds, but there is something so special about having sisters that I want Julia to experience) and Joshua said, “Another one?!” We only have one girl, buddy. Two isn't so many! Gray immediately began making plans to learn Chinese and Julia just beamed and talked about how she’s been wanting a sister.
I will try to keep this site updated with our progress. Another day I will write about where we are in the process and what’s ahead. For now, I hope you’ll join me in thanking the LORD for his kindness to me and to our family.