PART 2 – As told by my dad Dale.
One of the greatest blessings that we received while going through the adoption process is that we received numerous revelations that God was in charge and that we were doing the right thing.
Two experiences in particular reminded us that our adopted children were supposed to be in our home:
1. The one year waiting period was long and difficult. We were told that after our files were released to all the regional agencies for review, that it was on average at least 10 months before receiving a child. While that may be the case, I never felt that we would be waiting long to receive a child. I always felt that we would receive a child very soon and that our child would be a son – our son Jordan was born just a couple of weeks after we became eligible for adoption.
As you can imagine, this was a wonderful and very special day in our lives. It was also a very difficult time for us as well, as we knew there was a birth mother and her family that had to be feeling the pains of separation. We knew that we would be eternally grateful to this birth mother for the great joy that she gave us through her sacrifice.
2. We desired to adopt a second child and LDS Social Services encouraged families to adopt a second child. They required that the first child be two years old before being eligible to adopt a second child. Our son Jordan was almost 22 months old so we pretty much had most of our paperwork completed to adopt a second child. I’ll never forget one Sunday evening in November we were just relaxing when Gloria told me that we were going to have a baby girl. I thought that to be an interesting comment as we were still a couple months away from even being eligible to adopt a second baby through LDS Social Services, but the spirit was telling Gloria differently. Just two days later our beautiful baby Jenni was born.
We were a little surprised that we got a call from the adoption agency so soon, because our son wasn’t even two years old yet. That’s when we learned that our daughter was born to the same birth mother as our son, and for various reasons, she wanted them to be raised together.
You can only imagine the amazing joy that we had receiving the call that our daughter was born. We also were feeling incredible sorrow for the pain that our birth mother and her family must have been feeling to make such a great sacrifice again.
-The Dad Parental
I have a favorite line of my dad’s post. Did you catch the very first line? Let me remind you what it said…
The reason I love that so much is not only because of who it’s from but also because I believe it to be true. I was able to experience my own understanding that God was in charge as I grew through the process of searching for my birth mom.
I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with the quote “Everything happens for a reason.” When I was optimistic I believed it to be true but there sure were times in my life where it was hard to understand or see that there was a light at the end of a dark tunnel or a “reason” for something to be happening.
But overall as I look back at my life and especially my adoption part I’ve truly understood that it does happen for a reason and that God’s timing in all of it is crucial & damn brilliant on his part. P.s. am I allowed to swear and refer to God in the same sentence? HA! Too bad I did.
Moral of the story is I’m grateful for this knowledge and I’m really glad that my parents felt it as well. Their faith and patience in him after their struggles with infertility is proof that good things can come out of super sucky times, you just have to keep depending on him.