I recently learned that it is Infertility Awareness Week and I thought it would be appropriate to finally get this post posted.
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I have been meaning to write this post for some time now, but just haven't found the time. My goal was to write this the end of February (which was our 1 year mark of working with LDSFS), but I always go with the philosophy of better late than never!
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When we first walked into the LDS Family Services office in Dallas over a year ago, we were uneasy and unsure of what we were in for. We paid our money, talked to our case worker, and came home with a pile of readings and paperwork to fill out. I remember turning to the first page in one of our readings and seeing an article titled "The Paper Pregnancy". I laughed. Having gone through pregnancy and working to recover from failed invasive and grueling infertility treatments, I found this to be a strange comparison at the time. Well we have learned much throughout this year and I wanted to make sure I recorded a piece of our journey.
It was overwhelming to see the mound of paperwork we had to fill out to begin the process to be approved for adoption. Physicals, FBI background checks, birth certificates, CPR training, home floor plans, pet vaccination records, and on and on. Then our agency and the state required over 120 questions that each of us had to answer separately. These questions involve things from our height and hair color, to our education, to each member of our family's education, to the parenting style our parent's used, to how we are coping with infertility, and how we and our families feel about adoption. Some questions get very personal and are difficult to answer, and some ask more about our families and upbringing then I ever thought they would. Some of the most difficult questions involved questions about our potential child. What races were we comfortable adopting, what ages, sibling groups (including twins), and what medical conditions could the baby, mother, and father have. The medical conditions were the most difficult. There were so many! They ranged from seasonal allergies to HIV, Cancer, and AIDS. We really struggled with how to answer these questions. Did I want a child with HIV? No. But could I choose to adopt one? I would find myself feeling guilty over any boxes we checked "No". We wanted a baby, and I would never have given up Caleb just because he had a disability or disease. So how could I put stipulations on this child? These were choices we didn't have to make when we could create a child on our own. I was so grateful for an amazing caseworker who was willing to talk to us and help us decide the best path for our family. After much prayer and careful thoughtfulness, we were able to complete the paperwork within a few weeks. We found this to be a very personal experience that will most definitely vary from family to family. Just like many couples will make decisions about how many children to have and the spacing between each child, adoption has its own unique circumstances to consider.
After all the paperwork was submitted then a home study was done. Our caseworker visited our home. He took a tour of the house and then interviewed each member of our family separately. During the visit, we had time to talk to him and ask questions. We were fortunate to have a very kind caseworker.
When all the requirements are completed, you can then be approved for adoption. We were able to complete this process in about 4 1/2 months. Which is rather quick! Then came the time to figure out how to best advertise ourselves. Through LDS Family Services, we were given a web page that features a letter to a potential birth parent, pictures of our family, and random questions we answered about ourselves. We are now on about our 3rd draft of this web-page. It is more difficult to set up than I ever imagined. What do you say to a potential birth parent? What do they want to know about us? We have also had to work on 8 hours of course work. This course work involves anything from reading research articles about adoption and bonding, parenting techniques, coping with infertility, and so forth. Each state varies on how many hours and how those hours may be completed. We have found this requirement to be useful, informative, and helpful.
At first it was difficult to share with everyone that we were adopting. I don't know why, but I guess entering the world of adoption has felt like we have had to open up our whole life for everyone to look at and critique and have an opinion about. It is not always easy to be that open. I totally understand why it needs to be that way, and I know that the birth mothers have every right to know everything about our family. But it does make you feel a bit vulnerable. We have used pass along cards, our blog, email, and facebook to share with friends and family that we are adopting. We have recently learned about websites we can pay to advertise with and have looked at other agencies we could possibly use. It isn't easy to decide the best way to approach adoption. It is an expensive and time consuming process and each family has to decide what is the best path for them and weigh the emotional and financial burdens. Of course some of the best gifts are worth sacrificing the most for them.
I have learned some dear lessons through this journey.
1. The out pouring of love from family and especially our friends has been overwhelming. I am always amazed when I get a note or am told of a friend who shared our information with a potential birth mother. Weekly I hear of people who are praying for our family, or feel anxious and hopeful for our family to receive a baby. I have received small mementos of hope and many notes of encouragement. These always seem to come at times when I am particularly feeling inpatient and unhopeful.
I will never forget the time that Brydon and I really had to face the fact that we had infertility struggles. Caleb was just barely 2 years old and Brydon was just beginning his Masters. We had been trying to conceive a baby for a little over a year and had just been told that we needed to see a fertility specialist. Brydon and I stayed up late talking about what to do and decided that we could not financially afford to have another child through fertility treatments and/or adoption. We decided to no longer pray for a baby but to pray that we would be happy with the blessings God had given us and that we would find joy as a one child family. That night we each prayed for that. The next morning, Caleb insisted that he pray by himself. He had never prayed on his own before and for his first independent prayer he began, "Heavenly Father, help mommy have a baby." Four times that day we heard this prayer and for 3 1/2 years every single prayer (but a few when he got mad at Jesus) has included a plea for a baby. And since that morning, we have worked to help answer that prayer to the best of our abilities.
I find myself in awe that every time I begin to lose hope or question if God really wants our family to have another child, that someone always lends me their hope the next day. I have yet to have a night that I have knelt down to pray and asked God if we needed to be done trying to have another child, that I haven't had my son or a sweet friend share a story or a strong feeling that they have had about us receiving a child. Someone has always unknowing lent me their hope. The love, support, and prayers in our behalf have been so humbling, and I am so grateful for the amazing people in our lives who look out for us and care of us so much.
2. I have learned that adoption truly is a "Paper Pregnancy". And just like any pregnancy, I have found myself surprisingly so in love with our future baby, I don't even know how to put it into words.
It is true that I haven't experienced morning sickness with this child, but I have felt sick with worry and anxiety that our paperwork wouldn't be accepted or that we didn't present ourselves in a good enough way or that we will never be picked.
I have never felt this child kick inside my womb, but I have felt my heart burst has I have prayed and shed countless tears for this child.
I have not had grueling doctors visits or pregnancy exhaustion, but I have filled out hundreds of question, met multiple requirements, and prepared more this child than my first. My entire life from my childhood, intimacy in marriage, and our family philosophies and activities are all an open book now.
There has been no false labor and difficult contractions, but I have heard of potential birth mothers who were told about us or situations where people have shared our news only to learn later that the women chose another family.
I may not have to have those long feeling last few weeks, where the stretch marks have really taken full effect and the body is tired and sore. But my heart and patience and faith have been stretched more than I ever dreamed.
I will not have to go through a long hard labor and recovery, but I may have to watch a young girl do that for me and then watch as that same young girl sign paperwork . Then with more love than I can imagine will hand that precious child over to me, to care and love. I will watch her heart break as she provides a miracle for our family. That is a love and trust that few will ever experience.
This pregnancy has no due date and from the looks of things, will be longer than 9 months. I don't know when it will end, but I do know that I love that baby just as if had grown it in my own womb
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And that when I hold that baby in my arms and look down into his or her eyes, I may not see mine or my husband's eyes, but I will see absolute love, sacrifice, and a precious miracle. What more could I ask for?
"Faith in God includes faith in His timing." Neal A Maxwell
And so now we just continue to wait and pray and hope.