Deja vu

Things can sure change in one year and I'm feeling a little nostalgic. A year ago today we found out that Tess picked us to be the parents of the son she was expecting. You may remember this post. The week before was the first time we met her and this was the picture we took at our agency.

yes, that's a chihuahua with a broken leg! Little Tux:)

Fast forward. Our baby boy is almost one and the love of our lives, and Tess is a member of the family we only dreamed we'd have. A couple Fridays ago, we spoke again at our agency to a group of prospective adoptive couples...and this time we took Tess with us! We all had a lot of fun reliving our story and trying to explain our relationship (with all its quirks) to these couples who were seeing an open adoption for the first time from both sides. Tess is great at being honest, so I know they learned the most from her. So this was our updated picture!

I thank God every day for the blessing He so thoughtfully weaved from two different worlds of pain. We may look different from most, but we're a family just the same!

Make Me a Match

The last few days we have been pretty antsy...just waiting for some kind of news from our agency. I have been trying to stay busy with work and other things so that I don't have to think about the adoption, and I told myself that if we had been selected, we would have heard by now. So today when my cell phone rang at work, I was totally not expecting it to be the maternity worker at the agency. She had news. The birthmother had picked our profile along with another couple's in hopes of getting to interview both of us in person. This is typically not the case, in that our agency encourages birthmothers to only have a face to face interview with one couple, and if there is any question, to instead have several phone interviews. Apparently, this birthmother was pretty persistent, so they were calling to see if it was O.K. with us. It was actually a relief for me. I would definitely have trouble myself choosing a family to raise my child from a piece of paper with pictures, and I hate awkward phone conversations. So our meeting is scheduled for next Tuesday at the agency. I got to talk to the maternity worker about more specifics of the situation and it really does sound like an answer to prayer. I don't want to divulge too much too soon, as it is a real possibility that she could choose the other couple, but I promise to update with more details if we are matched next week. Talk about anticipation! Luckily, we are going to Houston on Friday for a family weekend we do every year with my Dad's side of the family, and I know it will be just the thing to help us take our mind off of things and have a good time.