Here is a story of a family currently working with Children’s Connections; anxiously awaiting the day they get to complete their family. Our hope is that their expereinces will touch your life as you begin your adoption journey. The wait is all worth it.
Waiting for Our Happy Ending…or at Least the Next Chapter
It’s hard to pin point one particular day that began our adoption journey. We knew during the pregnancy with our first and only biological daughter that we if we should grow our family of three, it would be through adoption. After several years of “getting settled” we decided we were ready to begin the adoption process.
We began with researching types of adoptions, and quickly decided that we would pursue a domestic adoption through an agency. After talking to several agencies, we decided to commit to working with Children’s Connections. From there we got busy completing forms, compiling documents and all that leads up to getting home study approved and eventually active in the matching program.
Getting to the active, waiting to be matched stage seemed daunting; little did we know what “waiting to be matched” would be like. It’s been a roller coaster of high and lows with every new situation. Hopes and dreams of being selected and eventually bringing home a child. Sadness and wondering “why not us” when discovering we were not chosen. Questioning ourselves and how we have presented our family in our profile book.
After many months with the ups and downs of hopeful situations, we were matched with an expecting mother who was not due for several more months. She requested a closed adoption and only wanted minimal contact. Over the next several months we had a couple of phone calls and I would text with her a couple of times a week. Then, just four weeks before due date, we received a dreaded call. The mother we were matched with changed her mind.
Devastated. Sad. Angry. Hurt, Disappointed. Guilty. Again the questions, was it something we said or didn’t say? Something we did or didn’t do?
So here we are today, working through our mixed emotions of a broken match, but prepared to move forward. Our profiles books have been reordered and we are back to waiting for a match. At times it feels like the past year and a half has been for not. Then I must remind myself that we have much to be thankful for.
Far from knowing the pains of hunger, the fear of being truly alone, and the despair of not have a place to call home, our family is blessed. My husband and I have withstood many challenges and are stronger for it. We support each other’s dreams and respect each other’s differences. We have a beautiful daughter, who by all accounts seems to be remarkably happy and healthy, and growing up much too fast. We have dear friends that we know we can (and have) count on to be there for a laugh, a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on. It seems almost unfair to want for more…
..but we are human. We ask for more. We ask that we might be chosen to share our many blessings with another child or children. And we wait, with hopeful anticipation, for “the day” to come that our family grows with adoption.