March
19 2013
Cal and I have discussed adoption from very early on in
our relationship. I’ve always had an
idea that fertility may be an issue for me, and I shared that with him from the
onset of our relationship. Being the
wonderful person that he is, Caleb told me that children by adoption would
always be an option.
After several months of a fertility drug we conceived
Elliott, and he was born in May of 2011.
We were over the moon to have a wonderful fun loving child in our
home. We decided that we would like to
have more children, and began the treatments again when Elliott was a year
old.
When we began the process again, we discussed that if we
were not pregnant by March we would look into adoption to grow our family
instead. During the second month of
fertility drugs we conceived again. We
miscarried our son Ezekiel a month later at 8 weeks pregnant.
The pain of losing our second child was hard to bear. The loss of our dreams for him and the plans
we already had were very hard. I
struggled with the thought of ever trying to conceive again. My grief was, and
still is, very real. Five months after losing
our child I realized that in spite of the pain I was thankful for the time we
got to spend with our baby. The road to
healing has begun.
March arrived and in the back of my mind the idea that if we
had not achieved pregnancy by now we would be looking into adoption kept
creeping into the forefront. I had many
reminders to prod me into thinking about adopting children. One day I was watching a Christmas video with
Elliott in which there was a child that had been adopted. I later watched every bonus feature on the
DVD and there was an advertisement about adoption. I got down on my knees and prayed to God
asking him that if had adoption in mind for us, that he would push us further
in that direction. Later that afternoon
when I was driving to pick up Cal I heard a song over the radio, by Steven
Curtis Chapman (an adoptive father) singing a song about Christians taking
care of orphans. I smiled to myself and
said “Thanks God, I’ll see what Cal has to say”. That evening I blurted out to Cal in the
middle of an unrelated conversation “I think we should adopt” He responded with
“Ok let’s”. That started us on the road
to growing our family by adoption.
Caleb dropped me off at work the next day and I hopped on
the BC Government website to find the steps to adopting a child or
children. I stumbled across the BC
Waiting Children Bulletin and began reading all the stories of the children
waiting for a home. My heart broke for
these kids and I resolved to do everything I could to provide our home to as
many as we can handle.
I fell in love with a sibling group of four – Jeremy,
Desmond, Neil and Leah. They range in
ages from 7 -2. While financially it is
unlikely we could take on four children these are the children I would choose
to bring into our house if I could.
When Cal came to pick me up I had printed all the
children’s stories (there are literally hundreds)and handed them to him.
He read through and picked out the children that he felt would best suit our
home. He choose a sibling group of two boys 7 & 6 and two girls 7 & 6,
as well as a 12 year old girl who loved to travel. I wish that I could pack them all up and
bring them home with us.
Monday morning I had a response which gave me the name and phone number for the adoption support
coordinator in our region, as well as additional information on the adoption
process.
I called, the local coordinator, on my lunch
break. I had to leave a message and am
now waiting her to respond.
