After that initial blow, Cory and I had many conversations about what we should do and what we felt God was leading us to. We were both still on board with Ethiopia and continued with the 'paperwork chase'.
Sometime in May, my heart was heavy. I had so many things going on in my mind. I was trying to figure out what path we were suppose to go down. I was constantly pleading with God because I was confused.
I follow many blogs (as I've said before my husband wants to sometimes throw the computer out the window). Many of the blogs that I was following were from adoptive families also adopting from Ethiopia. Many of these same blogs then started having information on bi-racial domestic adoption.
Cory and I had many conversations about my heart, and someday adopting domestically.
Then one night towards the end of May, Cory was out one evening. I was on the computer and did a lot of looking into domestic biracial adoption. There was just something that kept leading me back to that.
The very next day - THE VERY NEXT DAY - I received a call from my cousin Amy. She was very nervous on the phone as she was explaining a story of how she had ran into a friend of hers. The friend was pregnant and they were thinking of giving the baby up for adoption. She spoke with her friend about us and the friend was interested in meeting Cory and I if we were at all interested in meeting her.
I talked to Amy for a few minutes, and one of my wierd questions was if this would be a biracial adoption and she said yes. It took my breath away and tears stung at my eyes.
That night Cory and I were headed up to the Cities to go to a Twins game with our friends. We were texting Amy to see when her friend would like to meet us and she said 'how about tomorrow'.
So we came back from the Cities the next afternoon and met with the birthmother. Since we were planning on an Ethiopian adoption, we never really prepared ourselves for meeting with a birthmother! We were completely nervous and had no idea what sort of questions to ask!
The meeting went very well and we were able to meet with the birthmother one more time before she came back to New York. She obviously needed time to talk with the birth father and they were planning on meeting with a few other families.
So Cory and I waited...and waited...and waited. We didn't tell many people because we really didn't know what to tell them. Mainly, it was a way to guard our hearts. If we were not chosen, we didn't want to have to explain it over and over again.
On July 15th, we were notified that we were 'picked' to be the parents to their precious baby girl. Since that time, it's been the fast track of getting things ready, informing our parents, doing more paperwork, and really trying to soak it in that we were soon going to be parents.
We had to drop out of the Ethiopia program because we are unable to complete two adoptions at one time. However, that work was not done in vain. Many of the documents we had to complete for the Ethiopian adoption, were the same documents that we needed for a domestic adoption. If we did not have that paperwork completed, this domestic adoption likely would not have taken place immediately upon birth. So really, it was God doing his handiwork, us following, and then him finally revealing his full plan to us.
So will we go back to Ethiopia one day? Who knows. For now, we know that this is what God meant for our family.
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