It had been just 2 weeks since we sent in our profile book, and she asked to meet us! We had NEVER been this far before. I was at work when I got the phone call and I think I ran over and told everyone I could while I was trying to remain calm on the phone with Ashley our social worker.
We were to set up a day and time with her counsleor, Allison. We set up our time and found a restuarant in Natchez to meet at. David took the day off, and we started our drive down. I was so nervous and scared and every thought imaginable was running through my head. Will she like me? Does she care we are a little older? What if I don't look like a mother, what if I don't say the right thing, what if I didn't wear the right thing. One can read all of those internal questions and say wow you didn't have faith, but I did have faith. I understood that importance of this meeting. This woman was going to deciede in the first few minutes if she could trust us and like us enough to give us her daughter.
David said he wasn't going to stress until we got to Sicley Island, which is 30 minutes away. I started the day she asked to meet us! David and I arrived early so we could find the place and get our table. I picked a resturant that had a view of the Mississippi River. The view was awesome! We walked into the restuarant and as David and I stood picking out a table for at least five minutes, she shoud sit here becaue the view is calming and we want her to feel comfortable. Well we should sit surrounding her, no I should sit beside her and Allison on the other side. The poor waitress just looked confused. We just wanted it to be perfect. David and I finally agreed and sat down. As we looked out the window at the river, we both reached for our phones and snapped a picture of the view. David looked at me and said we will need this picture for our book later to show her where we met her mom at. That statment calmed me and gave me peace.
Every car that drove by, our hearts skipped a beat. We didnt know what they drove or what they looked like so with each passing second it got harder and harder to breath. Then they pulled up. They walked in and we greeted each other and went to sit down. We started our converstation with a little bit of history about David and I. She had some questions for us, what was our schools like, where is our house located and what about our extended family. We answered every question and the converstation flowed well. Thank God that Allison was there to help facilitate the whole thing, becuase during times of quiet, she would ask questions that she knew the birth mother wanted to know. Some of her wants were an older couple that could not or did not have children, a couple involved in their church and a couple that had great family support. So I took a deep breath and said, well I am 38 and David is 35. We can not have children. We actually have had several miscarriages and went to a fertility clinic for years. We are very involved in our church, it's our family and we have excellent family support. Not only with our family, but our church family as well.
When the food was gone and we all seemed settled we set out to leave. I grabbed Allison's hand and said Thank you so much, you did a great job facilitating! Her response was, no problem this is my first time! I was shocked!! She really did a great job! I asked for hug from the birthmom and gave her the 2 cards that David and I had writted her. They got in the car and drove away.
David and I walked over to the river to talk and breath for a minute. We both felt like the meeting could have not gone any better. That we were a perfect match and that we felt good about it. We reflected on a few things that she said during the meeting. Things like, "I know that I will place my baby for adoption, I just don't know who yet." "I went to a clinic and watched an abortion video, I wouldn't do that to my dog. They should make everyone watch that video" We knew that God was with us during the meeting and we knew it was in his hands. We got in the car and drove home. To say that we were exhaused is an under statment. We could barely make it home. The stress from the meeting was taking it's toll on us. I knew people were texting me which was wonderful but I was so tired I didn't feel like I could even speak. We got home and crashed! About an hour after being home, the phone rang.
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