"The Call"

Wow, where it begin?????? It was Wednesday afternoon around 2:15, and my phone rang. It was my sweet friend who is adopting from ET using Gladney, as well. We began our "daily/weekly process" about our adoptions, new emails received from Gladney, changes in ET, etc. (Adoption therapy, if you will.) As our conversation came to an end, we had resolved (as we always do) God is in control, release the time line, trust, and pray. I hung up the phone; Rosie and I quickly headed out the door to pick up Kenzie from school. As I was driving, the reality was setting in that this long process could indeed get only longer. I must say I was a little discouraged, but had determined that I was not going to let the unknown consume me. My gears quickly shifted....Life. One daughter called to let me know she had arrived a friends house, one sent a text wondering why I was late for pick up, and the other (seated behind me) wanted all of my attention. I proceeded along as normal, picked up Kenz, and began to hear all about her day. My phone began ringing once again, but this time it was the coveted 817 area code. Immediately my heart started pounding, my hands began shaking and Kenzie and I started screaming with excitement. I composed myself and answered the phone. All I could say was ..."No Way." Kristin, our case worker, laughed and replied, "Yes, your referral is ready and HE IS ADORABLE!" I quickly called Scott to tell him the good news and make arrangements. I was really hoping for the "Norman Rockwell Referral." You know the one....the whole family gathered the computer, video camera rolling, music in the background, excitement, tears, a perfect moment. Well, this was not going to happen. Scott was in Joplin, Missouri helping out with the tornado relief. Furthermore, he had patchy cell phone reception, no computer, and was not going to be home until much later that evening. After talking with Kristin and Scott, we decided that the girls and I would preview the pictures and I would hear his story that afternoon. When Scott got home, we would process the information and ooh and awe over the pictures together. Everyone was happy with the plan. Once picking up Meme from her friends house, we called Kristin and settled in front of the computer. Waiting for the email to open felt like an eternity. Finally, it opened! Staring right at us was the most beautiful "little 7 month old boy" I have ever seen. No seriously... he is so cute! It was love at first sight! The girls and I squealed with excitement, as we looked through the pictures. He has big, brown, almond shaped eyes and the cutest smile. We were so encouraged because in most of the pictures he is grinning from ear to ear. You can just tell by the pictures that he has such a big personality. He and his daddy will be like two peas in a pod; those of you who know Scott will agree! Our little guy was perfect! Hours later, Scott pulled in the driveway. We couldn't wait to share these moments with him. Tears, excitement, joy all over again. Daddy would agree...true love and connection immediately. We now have a name and a beautiful face. It's completely surreal. I have heard others say that; now I know what they mean. Our sweet doctor came over to review his files and share in the excitement. I couldn't wait to email Kristin and tell her "We ACCEPT!" From 7:30-10:00 that evening family and friends entered our house and shared in the joy of seeing our son. The child we have all been praying for, dreaming about, and pursuing. The child we will continue (no matter how long it takes) to pray for, dream about, and pursue. Little man, you are well worth the wait!