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A few weeks ago, I shared how we had been waiting to hear about an adoption call – and we did not get it. When the email came instead, I felt rejection down to my CORE. I cried for a few days, even though we were still waiting on a call….
When we were waiting for the call with “baby 1”, I had responded to an email for “baby 2”. Emails just mean that there are special circumstances, not necessarily bad, but they require a little more thought. We were at dinner the night before we got the rejection email when I sent the email for baby 2, but I really didn’t put a lot of thought into it.
I began to over analyze everything about what the potential birth mom saw in our profile. Our photos, our profile book and our video. I didn’t know what it was that made us not feel like the right fit.
So, one day while I was sitting at work, I decided I wanted to change a few of the pictures on our profile. I had originally put pictures that were not “professional” quality- they were a little more “real life”. I thought, “Maybe we need the professionals!” – so I emailed our social worker and sent her the new pictures for our online profile.
Because we were using professional pictures, we needed a release form signed so that they could use them on the website. I had emailed back and forth with our social worker a few times.
The next day, the phone rang. At work. At 10:03. And I almost didn’t answer the phone.
My immediate thought when I saw the agency on the caller id was that they needed more info for our profile. I didn’t even think it could be the call.
I answered the phone right in my classroom – because I really thought it was about the pictures. I really thought it would be a 1 minute call.
However, I was wrong. Thankfully, I was wrong.
My social worker was quick to let me know this was the call. “Hi there, this is____. Do you have a few minutes to chat. This call is about the email you responded to. She choose you.”
She choose you. Those words brought the immediate tears. Full on water works. I remembered where I was- and tried to pull it back together.
Our social worker quickly filled me in on the details, and told us that the birth mom wanted to meet with us – we were hoping it would be that same week -but we would have to wait 9 days. 9 very long days.
This post doesn’t have a good end – and there is more to write. I am sorry that this is different from what I normally write, because it isn’t neat and wrapped in a bow. It is a little more raw – as some of my adoption post are. Thank you for following along on our journey….
We are in the process of coming up with the last bit of our adoption money – you can help by going to gofundme….
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