Good News on a Rainy Day

Sometimes the best news comes when it's a dreary day, you're feeling sick and are in the middle of the grocery store buying orange juice. And then everything looks beautiful.

We spent nearly three years in the adoption process before getting a much anticipated referral (child match) and these past five months have been slower, more frustrating and challenging than the previous three years. Everyone told us it was a whole new deal once you have your child's information and they were so right. Since we have known about our little guy, we have been waiting for our approval. It sounds like a simple step but it has proven to be the most trying in this process yet. I won't go into detail about the challenges this time has brought, but for any adoptive parents I would strongly suggest reaching out to family, friends and others who can relate. Be open about your fears and struggles because we are not meant to go through those alone.

Last week we got the news we had been waiting for, or so we thought. We were approved, however they also needed to get his birth mother's approval. This was an unexpected step we had not been anticipating, which of course filled us with all sorts of questions and fears. We had no idea how and when that would happen, but were left to continue to wait. That leads us to today. Today we found out that our little guy's birth mother also approved! Not only is this great news because it means we are that much closer to bringing him home, but also because of the unexpected peace that came with having her voice in this process. It was something we were not anticipating, but gives me so much confidence and appreciation that the woman who gave birth to him and his caregivers who have loved him all approve of us as his adoptive parents. From the day we saw him we believed he belonged in our family, and to have many voices of affirmation means the world to us.

The next steps are undoubtedly going to bring their own sets of challenges, but I feel strengthened by today's milestone to stay strong for whatever is ahead. We will be submitting our dossier to Taiwan, and then wait for them to schedule a court date. We may or may not have to be present at the court hearing. After the judges ruling, and a couple of months, final decree will be given when we are able to travel to bring him home. We cannot wait!

Until then, we are so ready to skype with him and send care packages. I hope these small moments help to build a strong foundation for our relationship. We have so many pictures and videos that we love to look at, and thought now is a good time to share them with any readers. So here is the little one who brings us so much joy already.

We are going to name him Calvin (which we later on found out means bald!) 

 

We are so excited to get to know this little guy!

It always takes longer than you think...

After going through some ups and downs, set back and steps forward over the past three years, one would think that I would have learned to expect the delays. Especially because I've always lived with a "hope for the best, expect the worst" attitude. (Some, like my husband, would call that being a pessimist. I prefer 'realist'.) But for some reason in regards to the adoption I continue to think overly optimistic, hoping and believing that perhaps things will continue on schedule or even move faster than anticipated. And then it's so disappointing when it inevitably takes longer than you think. And it always takes longer than you think.

We really believed we would be going into the new year with our pre-approval/child contract from Taiwan. Unfortunately we are still waiting on that and can only guess what the hold up is. While I can't get enough of looking at our little guy's pictures and thinking about him, it always is hard to do so because I wonder about what he is doing today, how he is growing and how long will it be before we get to be together. It's difficult because I do believe and trust in God's timing, but struggle with the seemingly pointlessness of a child and his parents being so far apart.

So moving forward my plan is to stay busy, trying to fill each day with worthwhile moments; relishing in time outside with the preschoolers, creating things, talking to friends, playing games, spending time with Nate, walking the dog. And to keep this challenging phase in perspective. "For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us." Romans 8:18

Happy Birthday!

Today is our baby boy's first birthday! It's crazy to think that three months ago we didn't know him yet, and now we are wishing him a happy first birthday, wanting so badly to be spending it together.

It's completely selfish, but I am a little heartbroken today. When we started the process, we knew we wouldn't be with our child until after their first, maybe even second birthday. So the fact that we have pictures of him, are getting updates, and are able to celebrate him from miles away on this day is an unexpected joy and a blessing. But the selfish part of me wants to have that moment with him. It's not even that I have dreams of a big birthday party with lots of people and him eating cake. Really what I would want is to spend a simple, quiet day together exploring and playing. Just being able to say that we spent this special day together.

The logical side of it is that this is a birthday that he won't comprehend, and won't remember. If there's ever a birthday to not be able to spend together, it's this one. We will be together every birthday he has from now on, and we will make great memories on those days. There will also be many other days to be able to celebrate together. But my logical side hasn't been the loudest voice always, especially while I stare at those big eyes and pudgy little fingers!

We don't know what his caregivers in Taiwan are doing with him today, or how they acknowledge birthdays. What we do know is how much they love him and are caring for him. We can tell by the pictures of them playing together and the smiles, by the colorful nursery filled with toys, and the care they've taken in matching him with us. On this day he's happy, healthy and loved. And when it comes down to it, we couldn't ask for more.

Happy birthday sweet boy, we can't wait to spend all the rest of your birthdays with you!

Hearts Full of Hope

We've waited a long time to say this... IT'S A BOY!

A few weeks ago we got a phone call from our placing agency, THE phone call. We knew it right away, and there was an excitement and anticipation as we received his file. When we saw his picture we fell in love. And then we watched his videos and couldn't get enough. Just like that, in the course of a few hours, it felt like our hearts were in Taiwan.

Our little boy is 10 months old, and is in a nursery in Tainan, Taiwan. He is all cheeks and has a great smile. He seems healthy, happy, and is growing quickly. He likes rice, uses a pacifier, and wears xl diapers (we're a bit unsure of Taiwan's diaper sizing ha).

After seeing his picture Nate asked how we can get to him as soon as possible. I feel the same way! Of course there are steps to complete, paperwork, and waiting. The first step is to get the official pre-approval from St. Lucy's Center after reviewing our file. Then, we will work toward completing and translating our dossier. After that, we will wait for a court date. There is not set travel date at this point, but we are hoping to have a better idea as things progress. It is estimated that we will be able to travel in about 8 months. We will be doing anything we can to make this go as quickly as possible! In the meantime, we are thankful to be able to skype, get updates, and send packages.

We understand that, with everything in life, there are risks and we may encounter bumps. All things considered, we are moving forward with our hearts full of hope, eagerly anticipating the day we will get to hold our boy in our arms.

Reading through his story, looking back on our wait, we see God's fingerprints over it all.We wouldn't change anything, because it's brought us to this point. And we are so so happy being here.

Keeping Busy and Staying Patient

On day two of Thanksgiving break, I have made sure to make the most of the day by spending time outside, crafting, working, cooking and cleaning. After a hiatus, my Etsy shop is replenished with new items added! Please  feel free to take a minute and visit the shop: NaturalDiscovery

NaturalDiscovery

All of the sales go directly toward our adoption! 

While my crafting certainly won't cover the adoption, it feels good to do work with my hands that can help a little. We have reached a point where the costs are looking frightening, with our referral fee and travel expenses not too far on the horizon. At first, we were hopeful that we could independently cover the cost of the expenses. We diligently put aside as much of our paychecks as we could, and cut down our budget significantly. However as the costs added up, employment hiccups and fees were increased, we realized we could not do it entirely on our own. There were humbling and encouraging gifts from family and friends that blessed us at just the right moments. We continue to look into more ways to raise funds, cut back, and plan ahead. 

Now that it is the end of November, it is time to submit our I-600a, which is an application with U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services for adoptive parents. The process is pretty straightforward; some paperwork, copies of records, and a check. However we have heard of some glitches in the processing, so we are hopeful for a quick and smooth approval.

This step is exciting because while it absolutely means more waiting, it also means we are in the range of possibility! While we do not expect a referral soon, we are now in what was given to us as the estimated time frame for receiving a referral. This time frame stretches on for many months, but it gives us hope and fills us with excitement.

Being in a new phase of waiting, we've started to allow ourselves to plan. The other day I saw these adorable painted wooden stacking animals at a toy sale and couldn't resist. It was the first tangible thing I've purchased for our child. It felt like a big deal. It led me to many other 'nesting' desires. Unfortunately there are so many unknowns that there isn't a whole lot of preparing to be done right now. We don't know the age of our child- will they need a crib or toddler bed? We don't know their gender or size, so collecting clothing is out. We don't know how much Mandarin they know, and therefore how much we should learn. With all the unknowns this sweet little block set felt like a pretty safe decision to make.

Even with the questions we have and wait ahead of us, we are feeling SO excited and thankful for where we are. Looking back on this last year, we have so much to be thankful for. We have been shown many times that this is in God's hands and we just need to trust and give thanks.

Sometimes it breaks my heart

*I first wrote this as a private blog, not planning to publish it. It'd be great to only have positive thoughts to share throughout this journey but I owe it to any readers and myself to be honest and open. I have found great comfort from other adoptive bloggers who have been raw and candid. This post is not meant to judge or offend, but to be real about things I wrestle with.*


My dreams aren't typically analysis worthy; they are usually slightly odd, humorous and incoherent blips strung together. This morning however I woke up trying to understand my dream:

I was sleeping (in my dream) and woke up. I was very pregnant. The room was dark and no one was around. I felt weird, unprepared and nervous. It felt like I was going to be going into labor, but I wasn't sure and wanted someone to tell me what to do. I went out into the kitchen and found Nate and my sister mixing crazy concoctions in the kitchen, then sampling them (ok, this part is not surprising). I told them I didn't know what to do. They didn't seem to notice I was there or pay any attention. I went back into my bedroom and texted my mom but she didn't answer. Then I googled "how do I know if I am going into labor" and fell back asleep. When I woke up, I wasn't pregnant.

I may be way off in my understanding of what the dream means- it probably just means that I ate too much pizza the night before or something unimportant. But this morning I found myself thinking about the dream more, specifically thinking about how I was feeling unprepared and alone in the dream.

I have been thinking a lot about the system of adoption, and not just the wonderful stories. Our agency sent us pictures of waiting list children this week. These are children who are identified as having developmental, physical, emotional issues, or a difficult family background therefore making it more difficult for them to placed. This photo listing was sent to many US agencies, which then forwarded it on to many adoptive families like us. They go a little bit into the child's story, about why they are available for adoption. For one young boy, his story began "Because of a difficult financial situation, Cody's birthmother is looking for a forever home for her sweet boy." It broke my heart. There are so many reasons that children become orphans, placed for adoption, fostered, etc. and none of the reasons are without loss and are for us to judge. There were children in the photo listing whose parents were in jail, were mentally unstable, were abusive... But for a financial situation to be the determining factor is heartbreaking. And maybe there is much more to this story that we don't know, but the reality is that for many birthparents this is the determining factor.

I couldn't help but think about the thousands of dollars adoptive parents are putting toward their future adoptions. I couldn't help but wonder what dollar amount this birthmother would have needed to stay with and support her son. Has an agency in Taiwan searched for options for this mother?  Have any agencies in the US tried to do the same?

I know this is not the warm and fuzzy side of adoption that we like to think about but we have to. We cannot be ok with some adoptive parents getting to parent a child simply because they have the money that the birthmother does not. That because of the financial stability we were born into, the education we received, the job opportunities we were given that we are more qualified to be this child's parent. We cannot be for adoption if we are not also for providing assistance for families to remain together. God does not call us to only care for the orphan, but also the widow. This verse has been going through my head for weeks:

[Isaiah 1:17- Learn to do right; seek justice. Encourage the oppressed. Defend the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.]

I thank God for organizations like Both Hands, that support both the orphan and the widow. I thank God that some agencies seek to partner with and support birthmothers, such as the nursery where our child will be. St. Lucy's Center's mission is to serve unwed mothers, helping them with education, job training and counseling. I also thank God that widespread corruption within international adoption is being addressed and regulations are being put in place in an effort to protect children.

So back to my dream. It led me to thinking about our future child's birthmother, a woman I think about often. Wondering where she is right now, what she is going through. If she is feeling those feelings I felt in my dream. Praying that she is surrounded by family and friends showing love and support, and hoping that she has access to what she needs in order to make the best choice she can for her and her child.

Adoption is a joy and blessing that comes out of a loss, and I think we can all reconcile this. There are children in need of a loving family and there are adoptive parents eager to provide that love. This is a beautiful thing. Adoption, in my opinion, is an amazing and necessary response to loss that already exists but it cannot be the first and only response. I hope that this journey we are on not only leads us to our child but also leads us to respond to these needs in other ways as well.

- Lindsey

Learning from the best

So currently we are sitting here in the 'wait and be patient' chapter of this journey. I keep reminding myself that this waiting period is so easy compared to the next waiting period- when we have a referral and are waiting for the approval to travel. I know when we find out the name and face of our child it will feel like everything is moving in slow motion and we won't be able to get to him or her soon enough.


As I wait I've had a lot of time to think and lately I continue to think about the amazing examples of mothers I have in my life. Because of my work, I am surrounded by and get to partner with mothers on a daily basis. I have the privilege of sharing in some of their parenting joys, being there through some of the struggles, and watching the love they have for their children. Of course I've also learned an extraordinary amount from my own mom too. I have gained so much from these moms; knowing them and how they parent gives me tremendous confidence for my future role.

I've learned from the mom who...
kept her child home because they needed some one-on-one time but also...
left her child at school on the first day because she had confidence in her child
lingered by the window to watch that her child found a friend
allowed her child to play outdoors independently
said "I'm sorry" to her child
drove all the way back to school to meet her child at the goodbye window
watched her child put on the same dance show over and over again
waited ten minutes because her child wanted to put their shoes on independently
carefully carried a mess of glue and paper and beads and paint out the door because it was a treasured artwork
took a car ride to that specific road so her child could ride the "fun hills"
spoke up when her child needed someone in their court
supported other moms when they needed someone in their court
stacked the deck to ensure her child's success when the situation warranted but also...
allowed her child to experience failures when the situation warranted
reminded her child, as often as possible, that she loved them

I'm so looking forward to joining this exemplary group of moms and continuing to learn alongside them, supporting one another.