It was the evening
of June 6th I had plans to go to dinner and a movie with
friends. I was going to cancel, but I figured this would be the last carefree
night out before I became a mom. We spent the
entire dinner talking about Ellie, the events leading up to that evening, and
my hopes and excitement for bringing Ellie home the next day. If all went as
planned that is.
We watched
Maleficent, I sat through the entire movie thinking about what still had to be
done at home, about my baby girl, about her birth mom. Would she change her
mind after all? Would we be able to legally walk out of the hospital with her?
Would someone come and take her from us? So many thoughts circled my mind. I
was racked with fear!
Later that night, I
tried to sleep, but the excitement kept me from getting more than a few hours.
I got up early to finish the last minute things on my to-do list. The day
before, while waiting for the consult with the family lawyer, I had
never felt so nervous in my whole life . That was nothing in comparison to the
feelings I felt waiting for a phone call. The phone call. Was it going to come
or was birth mom going to change her mind? Was she going to call and make my
world complete? To give me what I had wanted, tried for, prayed and begged for
for years. To give me the most precious gift, a gift that could fix my
heart and heal my soul?
After a morning of
work, the house was clean and my to do list was complete. All I had to do was
wait. It felt like a scene from a TV show, where the character is waiting for
something to happen. I was pacing the house, on the couch tossing and
turning, off the couch I kept checking my phone to make sure it worked. I
checked, rechecked, and checked a third time (just for good measure) that her
car seat and going home outfit were ready. I was sick to my stomach and
struggling to keep my sanity.
Then it came, it
FINALLY came! Birth mom called, but what was she going to say? Was she going to
say, “Come get your baby!” Or was she going to say, “Sorry, I’ve changed my
mind.” The phone call felt like it lasted hours, when in reality it was about
30 seconds. She asked if I was ready to take my baby home? Oh, joy! Joyous
joy!!! She hadn’t changed her mind, she was actually going through with this.
She was going give me the most precious give in the universe.
I called sister to
have her meet us at the hospital and I got ready to go. In the hours leading up
to this moment I hadn’t thought to get ready. I think it was a small way of
protecting myself in case birth mom had changed her mind. Ya know, you can’t
un-shower!
I ran around like a
chicken with my head cut off. Trying to find something to wear and making sure
I had everything we needed. This time I pictured a movie where the wife goes
into labor and the dad runs around getting ready. That was me! I now was sick
to my stomach because of excitement!!!!
We got to the
hospital and I was about to jump out of my skin I was so happy. We ran into a
friend in front of the hospital and I almost cried telling her about Ellie! We
then made our way up to the baby section of the hospital to get our baby, OUR
baby.
As we walked into
the room we saw a pile of presents. One of the nurses had gotten us some things
for Ellie. The love and support we felt was amazing. We cautiously walked into
birth mom’s room to get our baby. There she was! Lying in her little bassinet
waiting for us! I picked her up and snuggled her! She was going to be ours, we
were going to be parents. I decided to change her into her take home outfit. I
had never dressed such a small, new baby before. She was NOT happy about being
unwrapped from her nice warm blanket and changed into this:
We ended up having to wait in the hospital a few hours. Birth mom and
baby girl were cleared to go home but had yet to be released. While we waited
we took pictures and snuggled our sweet little girl!
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| Such a cute wrinkled face and a head full of hair! |
It was FINALLY time to go home!!! We got her all bundled up in her car seat.at.
I couldn’t believe
it, she was ours, at least for right at that moment. I wasn’t sure if birth mom
was going to change her mind or if someone else was going to take her from us.
For now she was ours! We had a baby, we were parents!!
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