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Journalist: bajj
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Start Date: 01-18-2007
Last Updated: 09-05-2007
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The dark years
Date Posted: 01-18-2007 at 12:00 PM
The journey to parenthood involved some "dark years" for me. I will first dive on into those years and describe them, in hopes that it might help someone else someday. Let me first say a disclaimer: adoption was not a second option for us and I have never viewed it as a "cure" for infertility. We always knew we would adopt. We just didn't know we wouldn't build our family through both birth AND adoption. The dark years consist of my having to grieve the experience of carrying a life within me.

I started a handwritten journal to my unborn child back in 2000. We tried to start our family back in 1998. In 2000, I didn't know if I'd have a boy or a girl or when. I was teaching K and my dh and I had decided that I would finish that year (ended May 2000) and not go back. We knew I was going to be a SAHM and I didn't want to leave K students half way through the year. Since we had no clue when I'd get pregnant (and obviously didn't know I wouldn't) we deicded I'd just go ahead and stay home. It turned out to be a huge blessing.

The last year of teaching K was hard for me. I had been ttc for 2 years. I had 5 students whose parents were expecting again and 3 who had had a baby right before school started. I loved my students and they were "my kids" but it was still hard. I also had 7 pregnant friends at church and my SIL got pregnant that year. We also had close friends my dh works with who were expecting their first. Needless to say, it was HARD.

I questioned God a lot. This is not something I am proud of now, and am very thankful He is a forgiving God. I couldn't understand why it was so easy for everyone but me.

My Mother volunteers and a pregnancy crisis center. I believe she started working their in 2000. So, I got to hear about all these pregnant teens and those who aborted and those who placed and those who parented. I got to where I just stopped talking to my Mother. She kept wondering what was going on, but I just couldn't handle it anymore.

In August 2000, I went in for a laproscopy and to have my cervix fixed (it wouldn't dialate). Well, come to find out, I had even more problems than the cervix and my doc said I'd have to have IVF to conceive. I cried and cried. My dh and I researched, prayed and talked to several of our friends. We both decided, on the same night, the IVF just wasn't for us. Our insurance didn't cover it and we just weren't comfortable with IVF. I had already been on clomid for almost 2 years, which is way too long! I didn't feel emotionally stable enough to try IVF.

In October 2000, we went to an orientation class at an agency some friends at church used. We were warned that we might leave feeling very overwhelmed and not know what to do. We both left and said, "this is what we want!"

We had all of our paperwork in to them by December of that year. Our homestudy was in March and we got the unofficial approved a week later. We were officially approved a few months later.

Those dark years consisted of rage, anger, guilt (for not being able to conceive), and at times even hatred. I know hate is a strong word, but I HATED hearing of yet someone else who was pregnant AGAIN! It was a very trying time for me, and I grew and thankfully with God's help, made it out of it.

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Coming out of the dark.
Date Posted: 01-20-2007 at 12:52 PM
Coming out of those dark times was not easy, but I did it. I made a conscience decision that I was going to not be so depressed anymore. That sounds easy, doesn't it? It isn't!!!

Once I finally started feeling better, I decided I was ready to have my nursery set up. I knew I could shut the door to it if things got overhwelming, but I was ready to set it up. I asked my SIL to come stay a week or two with us so she could paint the nursery in Precious Moments theme. She was wanting to go to Abilene to see her friends graduate from ACU anyway, so she came and stayed with us for a week before and a week after graduation, and then we took her back to KY for my youngest SIL's High School graduation.

Anyway, while she was there painting the room I got a call saying, "Remember when I told you about the lady who we showed your resume to but she seemed to be favoring another family?" I said, "yes." I'm thinking, so, are you calling me to tell me she had the baby and placed with them?

The sw said, "well, she's decided she wants to meet you, can you come this Saturday and meet her?"

WHAT???? Of course we can!

So, we go on Saturday morning (last weekend in May) and we meet with L. We left the meeting feeling pretty good, but over the weekend I got so stressed out! Baby was supposedly due July 1 and I had no clue if she would choose us or the other family she had been favoring.

I got a call on Monday saying she really liked that I was going to be a SAHM and she wanted to place with us and could we come to her next doc appointment!!! Of course!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!

I phoned my parents (who are in TN) right away, but did not phone dh's family. We did talk to his youngest sister and ask her if we could share with the family before her grad party. We didn't want to steal her spotlight, so we told her ahead of time and she was excited to be a part of it.

I bought a frame that had ABC's all around it and in the middle of it I had typed and placed a sheet that said, "Coming soon, a grandchild, July 2001." We wrapped it up and hid it and hid clues around their house. Well, when they opened it they freaked out at first thinking it was youngest sil's and she was preg! We were like, "No, it's ours!"

So, July came and went, and no baby! We started going to her weekly doc appointments. She had to go to a big charity hospital and they were rude and were not supportive of adoption at all. The one time we couldn't make it, they did an ultrasound! I never did get to see those pics, and L didn't even get a copy of them herself!

Well, Aug 1 came and went and still no baby! I was beginning to think maybe she had a basketball in her or something! This baby was past due, where was he?

We were finally told it was the wrong due date (well, duh!). At this point, I closed the nursery door. It got too hard because I thought I was already going to be a Mommy and I wasn't one yet. I was tired of waiting and L was tired of being pregnant. Would this ever, ever end? Would this baby EVER be born? Maybe I just wasn't meant to be a Mother? Those are the things I thought.


A dark and stormy morning.
Date Posted: 01-20-2007 at 12:59 PM
On Friday, August 17, we were scheduled to go to another doc appointment with L. It was storming so much we almost didn't go. However, we did. When we got there, she wasn't there! She was an hour late! We were just about to leave when she walked in. There was a horrible accident on the freeway and she sat there for an hr. The sw had called once to say they were going to be late. L didn't have a car, and was way too preg to drive anyway, so the sw picked her up for every appointment.

When we finally got called back into a room they said her blood pressure was high and they were sending her down for observation.

Well, when we got down there her pressure finally went down and they were getting ready to send her home when there was an emergency with another patient that required all the doctor's attention. They couldn't discharge her until she'd been seen by a doc.

By the time the doc came, she was having contractions! So, we were going to have a baby coming that day! I went and called my Mom and gave her phone numbers to some of my friends and said, "find someone to pick you up from the airport whenever you can fly here." My dad had her on an airplane in 3 hrs after the call! Her plane touched down RIGHT as DS was born. We had gotten to the hospital at 8:00A.M. for the appointment and he was born at 10:00 P.M. that night. It had been a long day!

I was supposed to be in the room when he was born. However, I was still scrubbing up, he came so soon! I was the first person to kiss him. I was the first non medical person to touch him, and to hold him.

I carried him out to the lobby and dh took him and carried him to the nursery door. The nurse took him then. We weren't allowed to go in the nursery due to the head nurse not having her act together. I will save that for the next story!

Let Me In!!!!!
Date Posted: 01-22-2007 at 09:19 AM
We finally went home Friday night. WE got up early Saturday morning and headed back to the hospital, which was an hour away. We get there, fully expecting to get to go in and feed and hold ds. The head nurse was there and once again refused to let us in. Even though we had already done all the paperwork that the hospital required, they wouldn't elt us in. They also kept trying to take him in to L even though she said she didn't want to see him. They kept telling her, "if you'd just go ahead and nurse him you'd fall in love with him and keep him." What???? Fall in love with him??? HELLO!!!!! OF COURSE SHE WAS ALREADY IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!

I visited L as much as I could that day, but she saw that I was upset and it was stressing her, so I decided to leave and come back the next day. When we got home Saturday, our AC had gone out! Here it was August, 115 degrees outside and I was about to be bringing a baby home and NO AC!!!! Things were just hitting rock bottom, at least that's what it felt like.

Fortunately, a really nice guy from church works on AC units and he replaced our outside unit. He wasn't going to let us pay! He did finally just charge us for the unit but wouldn't let us pay him labor at all.

Anyway, we go back on Sunday and I braced myself for the fact that I probably wouldn't get to see ds. They wouldn't even "show" him at the window. He was off in a corner all by himself and wasn't even being held and had a sign with BIG letters that said: BFA. (Baby for Adoption).

Well, the nurse practitioner "assigned" to ds for the day was very mad when she realized they weren't letting us in. She had us in the room in 3 minutes! I got to hold ds!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!

L left the hospital that day. It was very, very heart wrenching to see her leave empty handed. She didn't sign papers that day, she was going to sign them the next day. She wanted to get home to her boys. She needed them and they needed her, too.

We stayed in a hotel that night and the next day we got to bring DS home. Home!!!

When we got here, some friends from church had decorated our yard and our whole house! They had left gifts, balloons, signs, bubble gum cigars, flowers, etc. It was SO NICE and such a surprise! (We had given one of them a key to feed our dogs for us while we were back and forth to the hospital, so they took advantage of it to surprise us). Another friend had made little cards that had ds pics, his name, and his weight, etc on them. They were about the size of business cards. We sent those out with our announcements.

Finally, I was a mother! I was on cloud nine and let me tell you, I spoiled him ROTTEN! I did share some, but I held him all the time. I held him when he was awake, when he was asleep. I napped with him. I was constantly with him. I had waited for what seemed like forever to have him, and now that I did, I wasn't letting go.

A few months after birth, the agency called and said L would like some pictures. We were so excited that she wanted pics! We got a bunch together and sent them.

Right before he turned 2 yrs, she wanted to meet him. Again, we were thrilled! We've only been blessed with seeing her twice since his birth, and we've only seen his birthbrothers once.

What is remarkable to me is that even though we feel eternally grateful to her, she says the same thing to us! She always thanks us for raising him and "sharing" him. What an amazing woman L is!

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2 years old
Date Posted: 01-31-2007 at 03:01 PM
When ds was 2 years old, he started praying for a baby sister! We had not discussed it with him. One of his friends at church had just had a new baby sister and ds decided he wanted one, too.

We decided to go ahead and start the process again. The whole time, ds was thinking he would get a little sister!

Well, I'm actually being interrupted here so I will continue with the journey to #2 at a later time.

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Recent Comments:
Re: last day of being 2!!!
By dragonfly1234(09-06-2007 at 04:30 PM)
very sweet Ani...enjoy your son
Re: journey #2 continued
By dragonfly1234(06-15-2007 at 11:16 AM)
I remember a similar call myself but it was to my inlaws first and then my parents. I think its a day that we will never forget...that all to important phone call.
 



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