For the past 15 months I've walked around feeling like I'm holding a winning lottery ticket - only better - and just waiting for my number to be called, which I was sure could happen ANY day. I had read blogs by people who had been matched the day after they'd begun the process. Many people were matched around the one month mark. After almost 15 month, I must admit, there were times when my hope was beginning to wane a bit.
:-(
I typically called our agency about every 6 weeks or so, just to
check in and make sure they remembered who I was. ;-) I usually waited until I had a legitimate question, but some questions didn't quite pass the test. On one of
those calls, I asked our sweet social worker “Has there ever been
anyone who did not get a baby?!?” She laughed, and I attempted to
muster up a laugh in return....
In my heart, I knew that God was
sovereign, that He had a good plan, and that our adoption would
proceed in His timing, and yet there were times when I wondered “What
if God decides to say no?” "Did we misinterpret where we felt He was leading?". There had definitely been other times
in our lives where we felt God was leading in a certain direction,
only to do something different later on.
Then Christmas came and we had a
wonderful time celebrating the birth of Jesus as a family. It was a
joyous month filled with many precious moments, and yet there was a
tinge of sadness to it all as well. As I looked around at all of our
blessings, and thought about the pictures of orphans I'd seen lying alone in beds
for days on end, it made me teary. It still makes me teary.
I am so thankful for ALL of the ways God has blessed us, and yet to
think there is no one to hold those sweet children and rock them, while we live such
an abundant life is hard.
Anyway, the week of Christmas Travis
suggested that we should begin praying about bringing home two boys
rather than a boy and girl. Our agency had just sent out (another)
letter explaining their predicament – hundreds of families waiting
for a girl, and hundreds of boys waiting for a family. Would we
consider?
To be honest, it was a wrestle for me.
I've been praying for our little girl for two and a half years. I
had bought a little girl's First Christmas ornament. A soft Chinese
baby doll. And a blanket. Pink. And yet, I knew all of these
orphans were God's precious children. Was it selfish to want a girl?
Was I making this process about me, or what God wanted? Finally, on Thursday (the day after Christmas), I mustered up the courage to call our
agency.
Friday, our sweet social worker,
Judy, returned my call. We chatted about what things would look like
if we changed our preference to two boys. She told me we were
getting closer on a girl, but that it could be another 3-6 months.
I continued to pray over the weekend,
and on Monday the 30th, I layed down for a short nap with my little
ones. When I got up, I looked at the paper and then answered a phone
call. When I hung up I noticed the machine was blinking. It was
Judy. “Hi Travis and Laura! If you could give me a call, it's
about 3:30 now.” That was it.
I fumbled with phone, shaking and
getting teary as I dialed her number. Could she possibly have a
baby? Or had she forgotten that she had returned my call last week? She asked for both of us, so maybe she had some news? Unfortunately I got her voicemail. 4:15pm. I left a message,
knowing they closed at 4:30. I ran outside (with both phones just in case ;-)) to the family crew hanging the Christmas zipline and gave them an update.
By 4:24pm I couldn't stand it. (I
know. I shouldn't even admit it publicly. This is one neurotic
mommy-to-be. I really have tried to stay rational through this process!) I attempted to call the lady I know at the front desk. Off for the week. Someone else did answer, said she'd
check to see if Judy was still there. When she came back on the
line, she explained that Judy was not answering the page, but that
she would stop by her desk on her way out and let her know I was
trying to reach her.
Finally, shortly before
5:00pm, our phone rang and it was indeed the call! After I
apologized for hounding her, Judy said “Well, as the world
turns..... we received a file of a little girl that you may be
interested in.” She then proceeded to tell us about a precious
little girl and asked if we'd like to review her file. Strangely
enough, (We are confident it is the Lord) she explained the little girl had what
was considered a fairly minor condition in China – Cleft Lip and
Palate – and yet there was an additional diagnosis that bumped her
into the “Special Focus” or severe needs category – Ametropia.
Judy wasn't sure exactly what that was (and neither did we), but we
knew it had something to do with her eyesight and that she could see - we could rule out blindness.
By the time I got off the
phone I was really crying – I couldn't believe we'd been matched
with a little girl! I raced outside and grabbed Caleb who then took off at top speed down the hill yelling “we got a match! We got a match!” Zipline dropped and forgotten, everyone
raced in the house to hear more.
We all gathered around the
computer to see her for the first time together, and as we pulled up
her file, Addie was the first to speak “I will hold her!” she
said. ;-) We all thought she was adorable and chubby, with little
cheeks like Jackson had as a baby.
After quickly texting a few
friends and calling Grandma, our next call was to a dear friend who
is an Opthomologist. We explained what was happening and asked her
what Ametropia was? “Farsightedness.” She replied. I wasn't
sure I had heard correctly. “Farsightedness?” “Yes, it just
means that she has different degrees of farsightedness in each eye.”
At this point I had to repent of my lack of faith...
We had been praying since
the spring that God would allow us to bring home two babies, and
while Travis was confident God would work it all out, I tried to
guard my heart, as I felt it was a bit of a long shot. To bring home
two from China, one had to be classified in the “severe needs”
group. Quite honestly, our medical checklist did not really lend
itself to things China classifies as severe needs. In 15 months no severe needs child had popped
up that matched our checklist.
Since the spring, we had been praying
for two things that we knew God would have to do in order for us to
bring home two. The first, was to provide a “severe needs” child
that maatched our checklist. The second was that both kids would be from
the same province in China, or we would have to extend our trip an
extra week, which we knew was not a feasible option.
I spent most of the evening
in disbelief that God had answered the first prayer, and the rest of
the evening scanning the internet for pictures of out little one and
researching out the foster home she is residing in. We were all
THRILLED to be matched and can't wait to see if God has a little guy
for us. We also can't wait to share her picture!