The very next day, she called me and asked if we would consider adopting her baby! I was in shock. I told her that considering that she had just found out and that she was very emotional right then, that I wanted her to think it over, to make sure that this was what she wanted. My own tummy was doing flip-flops! I was so excited! I told her calmly, "Wait until after the Holiday's and if this is what you really want to do then call me back"! This was right before Thanksgiving, Christmas and the New Year Holiday's.
January 2nd, our phone rang! Oh, my goodness! My excitement could not be contained! Was this really happening? We decided to use a midwife and a birthing center. She and I would go for her prenatal appointments. I would record the baby's heartbeat. We would go to lunch and discuss baby names. We had many heart to heart conversations. I went with her to inform the daddy. He did not speak any English and she did not speak any Spanish. I guess body language is International! He said that he would sign the papers when the time came. She and I became very close. We started walking together every day. We continued with the prenatal appointments and the lunches. I talked with the attorney and had the papers drawn up. Nothing could be signed until the baby's arrival. Our daughter was so excited, too! She said that she just knew it was going to be a sister. I told her that it might be a brother. "Oh, no!" she said, "It will be my sister!"
Late one night in early April, the contractions began. We all jumped in the car and headed to the Birthing Center. All of us being the birth mother, myself, my husband and our five year old daughter! What a night! While my husband and daughter slept on the sofa in the waiting room, I helped with the birthing process. I was not really prepared for all that entailed. I held her hand during contractions and I helped her to breathe. I massaged her feet. I washed her back. I wiped the sweat from her brow and forehead. Early the next morning, it was time! I got to assist and I even got to cut the cord! How symbolic was that?
I cleaned up our new little angel and wrapped her in a blanket, I carried her to the waiting room to meet her sister and her daddy. Our oldest said " I told you that it would be a sister!" We took group photos with the birth mother. We made all of the fun phone calls. My mother came to join us. We were one big happy family. We called the attorney and he came to the birthing center, too. The papers were signed, except for the biological father. We waited to go home. I learned how to doctor the umbilical cord. By noon, we were ready to go home. My mom, and my husband and our two beautiful daughters left in one car and I took the biological mother to her home. I felt strange leaving her at home alone. I stayed for a little while to see if she was alright. She was as happy for us as we were for ourselves. It was like it was just meant to be! She was an angel bearing the most precious gift. I will always have a special place in my heart for her.
We hired a person to translate the papers into Spanish for the biological father. He signed the papers with no problem. All he cared about was that his wife did not find out. We never even knew that he was married. All is well, that ends well!
Six months later, after the home studies and referral letters were done, we went to court. Our oldest daughter got to hit the gavel and pronounce the adoption final. Our little family was now complete. I believe in miracles! Do you?
Do you believe in Angels or even Ghosts? Tomorrow's post is sure to give you goose bumps!