Adoption Day!

Finally...I thought this day would NEVER arrive. We have to be at the County Courthouse to finalize our son's adoption at 8.30am. It's definitely been a long time in coming. He was born on Oct 24th 2004, a drug addicted, growth retarded, preemie at 4lbs. Less than an hour later, his birth mom had taken off, and abandoned him. Four weeks, and 10 oz later, he was allowed to come home with us. During that time his B/M had been tracked down, and asked to meet with us to talk about terminating her parental rights.

A woman who frequently showed up late, drunk, or not at all to appointments that I drove over 25 miles each way to get to, in the freezing cold with a new born baby. It was disheartening. However, there were things about her that I liked. We actually bonded, even though she really had no interest in the baby, but she seemed almost desperate for friends.

The B/M (birth mom) was given a lawyer, who told her she should demand visitation & letters/photos. We agreed, and on Feb 11th 2005 she signed away parental rights, and we signed an adoption agreement. I couldn't believe it.

When we went into foster care, it was because we both felt strongly that we could help out, and provide a safe, stable home for some kids. We did limit it to only teenage boys (because my husband has a lot of experience through sports with them), and getting the call about our newborn son was really a total fluke.

So we've been waiting patiently since Feb 11th 2005, until today - August 2nd, 2006. The wheels of justice don't exactly move quickly, but that's ok. It's happening today. The inlaws have flown back in for it, my best friends are coming out for it, and we're having a huge pool party at our house afterwards.

Today is probably even more important, and exciting than my marriage on May 27th, 1994. Our son is now 22 months old.