Why Adopt?

People often wonder why Michael and I would choose to adopt when we have so many biological children. There are so many children in this world who are going without the love of a mother and father and the security of a stable home environment. We feel it is our calling to provide for at least one of those children through adoption.

Adoption is a natural choice for us since I was a birth mother as a teenager. I placed my infant son with a family through a semi-open adoption. I am excited to be on the other end of the situation and be able to now help a mother in need.

Our Progress in the Adoption Process

As of June 19, 2010, we have the written homestudy report in our hands and are researching adoption grants to help finance the adoption. We are preparing our documents for the Ethiopian government, but can't proceed much further without the first half of the Ethiopian program fee (roughly $6,000).


Timeframe from now until we bring our daughter home: Our personal goal is to bring our daughter home by the Fall of 2013.

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3/24/10

Moving Slowly


Things are moving pretty slowly around here lately. The donations continue to arrive, and we are so grateful and thankful to all who have contributed to our adoption. We have a second meeting with the social worker scheduled and then hopefully we will have the homestudy completed. In the meantime we are enjoying this little burst of spring and hoping the snow will hold off until winter arrives again.

3/15/10

Ugggg!

One thing is for certain about international adoption: NOTHING IS FOR CERTAIN!

We were surprised to learn that adoption laws for Ethiopia are changing and we may not make the cut-off before the new laws are passed, if they are passed. Meaning that both Michael and I might have to appear in court in Ethiopia, and that we might have to do that twice. As you can imagine, this would cause a HUGE strain on our family- both financially and emotionally.

So please keep us in your thoughts and prayers while we hope that our daughter is brought safely home to us.

3/12/10

Part of the Club

It seems to me that life is made up of several "members only" types of groups. One is only granted membership to these groups after a significant life-changing event has occured. Going from boyfriend and girlfriend to husband and wife is an example of one of these changes. A more noticable group membership happened after James was born. Suddenly Michael and I found ourselves as new members in one of the most significant members-only groups that life has to offer. We were parents. We were in the know. Daily tasks and events took on new meaning. Our social circle changed, as our closest friends became other parents. We felt like we had arrived.

I imagine other groups may include events such as obtaining certains degrees and/or employement, becoming grandparents, and losing a parent or a spouse. Every significant life change brings you into a new world of people who share similiar experiences.

It has been no surprise to me that adoption is one of these groups. Ever since we have officially announced our adoption and have made significant progress towards completing it, we have found ourselves flooded with warmth and love from people who have gone down this road before us. People have called and emailed out of the blue saying, "I am a friend of so-and-so and they told me about your adoption. We just completed an adoption and if you have any questions I would love to talk to you." It has been amazing to me how many people that I see on a regular basis who have come up and said, "You know, my son (or daughter) is adopted." People are always ready to offer their support and tell us about their experience.

These kinds of groups give life more meaning because you are sharing the membership with people who can relate to the experience. A common bond is formed within the group, even if the people are strangers. It kind of makes me wonder what other groups I will join throughout my life.

3/9/10

Homestudy

Our Homestudy is officially scheduled and as I sit here fending off a mini-panic attack I imagine the various impressions the social worker will have while touring our home. Piles of shoes missing mates clutter our entry room, house plants in several stages of death crowd every windowsill, the guest room looks like a children's consignment store threw up into it.

I have known this was coming for several months, but it was always in the future. My most common expression lately has been, "Before the social worker comes we should..." Well, I guess the future is now and I have some serious junk hiding to do!