Thursday, January 28, 2010

Our First Adoption Story--A Year Ago Today . . .

This is the game that Sam and I have been playing for the last 5 days--remembering when we received the first phone call about our angel birth mother having contractions. Then the next call, when she was checking into the hospital. Our whirlwind to get on the next flight. Being present during delivery. Holding David for the first time. Bringing an empty carseat to the hospital, and leaving with a full one. The memories have all come back, one at a time--and we savor each sweet morsel.

We love our angel Birth Mother with our whole hearts. She has exhibited a tremendous amount of love, selflessness, sensitivity, and maturity--not only through the process of birth and placement, but also in the year since that time.

I want to share a poem I wrote about a year and a half ago. At the time, we were in the process of waiting for my FBI background check to clear. So our adoption paperwork was in limbo--and would be for another few months. During that time, I read everything I could find to get a sense of what it might be like to be a birth mother, making the tremendous choice that would bless our family with a baby. It's not something I will ever know for myself, but my heart loved deeply for the angel who would bless our family with this miracle. At that point, I didn't know who she would be--but my heart loved her already.

Across Eternity

You held my hand while I crossed eternity,
When you brought me to earth for mortality.
In wisdom and sorrow you chose to place
Me in a family to be raised.

When I left the holy courts on high
Two special promises were mine.
One was a body to be given
The other, a family to grow and live in.

I promise to do all that I can
To live according to Father's plan.
Mom and Dad have promised me
To teach the truths of eternity.

Connected in heart we will always be.
Not only life--love you gave to me.
Pure happiness in another life
Will only be sweet when you're at my side.

The gift you have given, just one parallel.
Father gave His Son to make all things well.
He gave His life so that it may be
We will yet clasp hands in eternity.

We love you, Angel Birth Mother!