The union that we hoped to make through an adoption, that is. Some of you know that we have been hoping to find Little Man a little sister. We even had a near miss this year with a pregnant teenager that I know. She met with me a couple of months ago, saying that she had decided that she wanted me to adopt her baby that is due this spring. But, as she was saying it, my gut told me it wasn't going to happen. She has since decided to keep the child, and I am happy for them that they are able to make it work.
Meanwhile we are on a waiting list with an agency in another state. We have had a couple of near misses with them, too. Actually they called about a baby who was born a couple of weeks ago, but we did not act fast enough and the situation got away. The timing was awful though. I was getting my stitches out (from my crazy accident) that day, driving my mother-in-law to the airport, and in the process of closing on our new house. Not exactly great timing to leave town for two weeks. I just have to trust that it was not meant to be.
I really would love to have another child. But, now with it taking so long, and Little Man turning five, I wonder about the age difference starting all over again with a newborn. We are thinking an older infant or toddler might be a good fit and are interested in adopting from Ethiopia (though that would still take a while). Or, if there was some way to adopt from Haiti we would love to find out about that, too.
I am trying to trust that the best thing -- for all involved -- will happen!
To my first on his 12th
6 months ago