And boy was this plan in the works for a lot longer than we thought. The middle of September marked one year of this wild adoption ride and we are far removed from the original destination BUT we have the same result.
If you'll read this post first then you'll have a better understanding of exactly how this started. This is going to be a pretty long post so if you're not in it to win it you can always come back later!
First lets clear up a few things that even Tyler and I didn't know until about two hours before we met Emery.
1. She is four months old, not two and a half, obviously not a deal breaker...she smells the same as a two month and she eats, pees and poops the same as a newborn.
2. Both of her parents are not in the picture. The dad who is also 13, hasn't had any contact with her since she became pregnant.
3. Her birth mom is an orphan. About six years ago, her parents and sister moved here from Haiti and shortly after both parents became ill and passed away.
4. Birth mom was in the same foster home as birth dad and that's how it all happened.
5. Birth mom took care of Emery for two months right after she was born and then after that she was in two different foster homes, one short term placement, and the second was supposed to be permanent.
Now on the to the good stuff...
We were told from the very beginning that the possibility of this actually happening was slim to none. We were told that unless the birth mother loved our profile even after someone had been taking care of her for three weeks that it most likely was not going to happen, however we were told to BE PREPARED BUT DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP. On thursday I had a melt down about the very high likelihood of this not happening and I just couldn't wrap my mind around why in the world this opportunity would sprout out of nowhere and meet all requirements but not work out. I was praying for understanding, harder than I've ever prayed before. On Friday I gave Tyler specific instructions on how to notify me of the final decision. Text me if it's a "no", call me if it's "yes". At 2:05 I received the call to end all calls..."Kari, she picked us". Me: "No way...no way...I can't believe this, are you serious, I can't believe this". Tyler: "Yes I'm serious, and we have to leave to get pick her up now!". Thus began the Friday that I thought would never end. I woke up that morning at 7:00 am, a married woman without children and I went to bed at 3:00 am with a little girl asleep in her bassinet. I have never ever in my life pleaded with God more than I did on that Friday. Tyler and I had our whole family and a few close friends praying for this little girl. Praying that if we were meant to be her parents that the birth mom would choose us. I had to believe that day we were meant for her life. I had to. I had to risk the chance of some heartbreak to have faith that God provided us this opportunity for a reason. We all know how the story ends...or really actually begins. There are parts of Emery's story that I'll never tell people, sacred private moments shared between First Mama and Forever Mama and Papa. Secret glances and mental pictures that I try and drive into my memory forever. This little one is amazing.
I'll be doing some additional posts that kind of branch off of this one a little, there is absolutely no way I could actually type out the whole experience in one post!