One Year Ago May 28th- A Son

I can not believe it has been one year since being handed the most precious gift. So much of the past year has been a blur. We had a slew of doctors appointments, therapies, hospital stays and surgeries. We went to Texas picked up our baby went home to Pa then moved to Texas all in a year. Things have slowed down almost to a halt now.

Oh how I still think about last year, that call I made. That call that changed my world. I think about how I never would have made that call had we not lost Faith and had faith. Our Russian princess is gone, but we had faith that God was real, God was there and God called us to adopt. Then because of a woman telling me there are plenty of kids in America I made a call. That call lead to a name of a woman who could help. I called that woman and she knew of a baby in Texas that needed his mama. Then the next call was to Gladney and that was the beginning of a very beautiful story.

I remember hearing that Noah had something very wrong with him. They said he had cat cry syndrome, we researched it. It was bad. As I think back I dont remember if I thought it was too much or was worried or scared. I remember they said he would be a vegetable and we needed to really think about this hard. I remember going on the back porch and sitting down with my husband and saying, "If God wants us to have a vegetable then he is ours. If not God wont let us adopt him. We have to decide do we say yes to God or not."

I dont remember a definitive time when we said ok lets do this. I know that going through the process I had peace. It was all happening so fast so I dont think I had time to feel anything. I just knew. I had neigh sayers, a lot of them actually. I am so glad I chose to feel every bit of excitement I had. Had I been pregnant I dont think they would have told me not to buy anything or put up a crib.

Mothers day weekend 2010. Noah's birthmom chooses us. Monday after that we get the call. Oh what a day. I had no idea they would call. I was on the phone with tech support for my kids computer and I got the beep. I screamed at him in the phone ITS TEXAS OH MY GOSH I HAVE TO GO! He probably thought I was nuts. Tanya Noahs caseworker was on the phone. I knew Noah was mine but tried to prepare myself for her saying he wasnt. She said, "birthmom picked yall." I had to ask her to repeat and she did and I cried and got down on my knees lifted my hands to God and praised Him. God you have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. Thank you. I hung up the phone and screamed it's boy! it's a boy!!! The kids thought I was crazy and then I called Paul and told him it's a boy. He couldnt believe it.

So many amazing memories from last year. I remember going to Texas and meeting his birthmom. I kept thinking she would hate me. I was fat and ugly and she would just hate me and I cried the whole way to the restaurant. Then I saw her and she was stunning, I mean just breath-takingly beautiful. She came up to me and the very first thing she said was " Me? You are so beautiful." Me? Was she serious? I could write a book about this beautiful woman.

The moment she handed Noah to me. The moment that we took Noah back to our hotel room and he was ours, he was our boy.

Noah spoils me. He is such a good baby and it was such a great adoption experience and his birthmom is so wonderful I just want to go do it all again. I am just so happy that we made that call a year ago.

Be blessed