We had three and a half months to get ready to welcome a new baby into our home. Even though we were so overcome with joy, those few months were very difficult. Mainly because we were so anxious to finally meet our baby girl, to finally be a family. But...we were also afraid. Afraid of the unknown, afraid that our birth mom would change her mind, afraid that after all we had been through we would end up, in the end, empty handed. Adoption is an incredibly emotional experience. An experience that requires more faith than I thought I had. It is during times like these that you really come to understand how much our Father in Heaven loves you, and how strong you really are.
Just before Thanksgiving we meet with our birth mother again. In the meantime we had been communicating via email about once a week. She would update us on how she was feeling, and the progress of the baby. During this time she had asked us what we had decided to name our daughter. Oh how we love our birth mother. She let us choose our baby's name. That meant so much to us. During our visit with our birth mother we were able to meet her parents and younger brother. We had dinner at her home, and looked through photo albums of her as a young child. While at dinner our birth mothers Mom had expressed her feeling to us. She was grateful that her daughter had chosen to follow the prophets counsel, and after meeting my husband and I she felt so at peace with the decision to have us raise this sweet spirit. There was not a dry eye at that table, and the spirit felt was so strong. It was so surreal to look at our birth mom's growing belly and know that our little girl was in there. We could feel her spirit, and we couldn't wait to finally hold our little one. That wait would be over sooner than we thought...
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