The week before the scheduled delivery date, David and I drove down and spent a day with our birthmom. We went to lunch and to an arcade. We had a great time! We also sat down and worked out a birth plan for delivery day. What she wanted and what we would like. It was great to get everything down and set up. We were to drive down the day before and wait to get a call or text to come to the hospital the day she was born.
A few days later a got a call from our birthmom saying the father was going to sign his surrender paperwork at the hospital the day she was born. We were so excited!
We drove down to Zachary, Louisiana the day before the scheduled delivery of Lilly. It was a Wednesday night. The maternity home counselor helped arrange for us to stay with a family that graciously let us stay in their guest home. It was beautiful! They had stocked the refrigerator and cabinets with every type of drink, food and snacks you can imagine. They even made a breakfast casserole for us. It was amazing! We were so honored and blessed to have such abetter wonderful place to call home for the next 4 days.
We didn't sleep at all that night. As a control freak its hard to not be in control! We woke up and paced and paced. Every time my phone rang or beeped I wondered if that was the call. I finally had to ask my friend to ask people to stop calling because I could only handle so much. (Let me tell you now I am sorry if I offended any of you during that time) We finally got the call around 10:00 that we could go and see them. The baby was born healthy and was 8 pounds 13 ounces 20 1/2 inches long. We raced to the hospital.
As soon as we got there we met the nurses and were introduced to the hospital staff. They were very gracious to us and were getting a room prepared for us so we could spend some along time with the baby. Then the long walk into her hospital room, when I say that felt like it took 2 hours but was only a few feet it's an understatement. :-)
We walked in and there she was in the bassinet laying next to our beautiful birthmom. I remember saying she's beautiful! She told me to pick her up and I cautiously did. I sat down and held her and we talked a little about the surgery. Our birthmom began to hurt and needed to rest so after a few minutes she asked us to leave and take the baby to the nursery.
We walked out pushing her down the hall when a nurse asked if we wanted more time. The room they were going to put us in wasn't ready so.she found a small side room we could use. David and I just held her quietly and touched her face and prayed over her. I told her how much we loves her and how her papaw would take her fishing and how Mamaw would teach her to sew how she shared her Aunt Donna's birthday and she had cousins and aunts and uncles and Pastors that loved her. We wept over her. I didn't want to leave that place. I didn't want to leave her.
I received a text that the birthfather was close and that we would need to go down to meet him. We kissed her and took her to the nurses.
We waited for 6 hours for the birth father to meet us. He showed up, saw the baby and left. We didn't know that day, but he never meant to sign his rights away that day. We finally got a text from him saying he wanted a DNA test and if he was the father he would consider us as the adoptive couple. So we had hope!
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