And just like that, we wind down the last 3 weeks before our baby girl turns 1. Where did the year go?
I’ve started writing posts a number of times in the last year and just never finished one. Not one. I always feel compelled to go back and fill in all the details. (I’m super detail-oriented, for those who don’t know me.)
Tonight I asked my husband, “How do I even begin to catch up my blog?” His response: “You start where you are. You do not need to tell a linear story.” This from a man for whom storytelling is his life. He’s basically forbidden me from telling a linear story. “Just write.” Continue reading →
I don’t know where to begin recounting events of the last few days.
We are currently almost 2,000 miles from home after getting a call 3 days ago with another birth mother match. Only this time, the birth mother was already in labor.
We had a lot of things we had to weigh before making a decision on whether or not to accept the match. And the clock was ticking as a baby made its way into the world more than halfway across the country.
Adoption efforts with our current birth mother have ended.
We found out yesterday that she reached out to the previous family and agency she’d been working with before us (I mentioned that situation in this post). She fed all the same lies to them about us that she said to us about them.
She also supposedly has a new due date of 11/17, though she can’t (won’t) provide evidence of this.
So what do you do to get back on track when your adoption process has been completely derailed? Here’s what’s been happening the last couple weeks.
We’ve pretty much moved past what happened to us. It will always be a part of our story now, but there’s not much we can do or accomplish by dwelling on it.
My tears have long since dried up, and our friends and family have been incredibly generous with their support of our GoFundMe campaign.
We hadn’t quite ironed out with our agency what, if any, parameter changes we wanted to make to our adoption criteria. In the meantime, we agreed to them continuing to present us to potential birth mothers knowing we could always say no to a match that didn’t feel like a right fit. Continue reading →