Part Three: Bringing Ellie Home

It was the evening of June 6^th 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!

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!! 

Part Two: Making Ellie ours

     When we left off, I was in the car, on the phone with birth mom bawling my eyes out. I told birth mom that we were afraid that she was going to change her mind about giving us baby girl. I will never forget the sound of her tired, raspy voice saying to me, “Oh honey, I am NOT going to change my mind.” That was my biggest fear. Being given a baby, what we have wanted most in the world for over three years, and then having that sweet baby taken away from us.

     I was so full of emotions: happiness, joy, and excitement, but I was also overwhelmed with feelings of fear and anxiety. The thought of getting a baby made me feel complete, but the anxiety of losing her terrified me. I had no idea how we were going to make this baby ours, but at that moment I didn’t care!

     When birth mom asked what we wanted to name baby girl, I was practically hysterical! Husband asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital to see baby girl. As soon as he asked me that question, I knew he was on board. YES!!!! I've waited for this for so stinkin' long! So, we went to the hospital to meet baby girl.

     When we got the hospital I saw a tiny human bundled up in the white baby blanket with the ever familiar pink and blue lines. Everything I did I asked birth mom’s permission. Can I hold her? Can I change her? Can I feed her? She kept telling me, “Yes, of course, she’s your baby.” It was all so surreal. I was at the hospital, in the maternity ward, holding a stranger’s baby. Our baby?

     I remember asking Husband if he wanted to hold her. He is not a fan of babies. The excitement in his voice when he said, "Yes!" brought tears to my eyes. I looked at her sweet little face and fat swollen eyes and thought, “She’s okay.”  Husband on the other hand, replied, “She’s so cute!” The longer we were at the hospital interacting with this precious little human, the more I became unsure and full of fear. What if birth mom changed her mind? I took a few pictures of Ellie with Husband, but I couldn’t allow myself take any with her. 

     I couldn’t handle the thought of losing another baby. Being left empty and broken again. We spent a few hours with Ellie and her birth mom, but were no closer to figuring out how we were going to make her ours.

     When we left the hospital that evening we decided we should get to work on getting things ready to bring a baby home. Ellie had meconium and had to stay in the hospital for 48 hours for observation. This gave us two days to get things figured out and ready. I got to work cleaning out the spare room. It was my craft/ sewing/closet/vanity/storage/future baby’s room. It was full of crap! It honestly looked like a scene from hoarders.

Okay, maybe not THAT bad!

 

     
      When I got pregnant in 2013 some AMAZING friends gave us baby stuff: a crib, Bumbo, Boppy, blankets, bedding, socks, toys, books...LOTS & LOTS of baby stuff. It had been in my garage for over a year. Every time I looked at it, it made me angry. I just wanted it gone, until this day. This is the reason I hadn't gotten rid of it all, what a blessing!

     Earlier that day I texted a friend and told her about Ellie, she dropped of a bassinet and an adorable blanket she made. The love, support, and generosity of those around us made it possible to get ready for our little miracle! Meanwhile, Husband continued to look for lawyers and ways to make Ellie our baby. We FINALLY found a family lawyer in a town over that would give us a phone consultation on June 6^th at 10:00 AM.

     Later that night we got news that Husband's grandma Lucille who had been sick for months, passed away in Las Vegas, NV. On top of all our feelings and stress we now added heartache. Husband was very close to grandma Lou, she played an integral part in raising him and I believe helped make him the sweet man he is today. Her last lucid words were along the lines of: "Give me that baby, I want to see that baby right now!" unfortunately, this was impossible as both were in hospitals in different states. Husband said to me after he found out about her passing that he though she would hang on long enough for us to have a baby. I told him, "She did, Ellie is going to be ours."

      I woke up early the next morning, about 4:00AM, full of excitement, anxiety, and sadness. My mind was on Ellie Lou, how was she? Had birth mom changed her mind? Would we be able to bring Ellie home tomorrow? Would we be able to keep her? I spent the day continuing to clean out Ellie’s room and wash all the baby clothes, blankets, and bedding we had, trying to keep myself busy.

      We picked out these cute clothes when I was pregnant and were finally able to buy them after we met Ellie. We are a super hero loving family. Plus Superman was adopted too!

     Waiting for 10:00 to come was so hard. I have NEVER been so nervous in my entire life. When it FINALLY came Husband and I were able to talk with the family lawyer. It was the BEST ten minutes and $85 I have ever spent in my life! He informed us of ways we could go about making Ellie legally ours. One of which was to go through him, which would cost thousands of dollars and an undisclosed amount of time. He said we could also go through the County Attorney’s office (CAO). When I informed the lawyer that B was out of town. He said that we should get power of attorney and get signed up for our home studies. We FINALLY had a lead! Ellie might be ours after all. The joy and relief I felt was incredible!

     Next, I called Arizona Children’s Association to set up our home studies. The woman I talked to informed me that the CAO could help us with the adoption and said to wait on the home studies because it would be cheaper and we would be able to get things done quicker through the CAO. More confirmation that we could make this work. As long as birth mom didn't change her mind, this baby might actually be ours! I was still full of trepidation but felt much better about moving forward.

     Husband and I went back to the courthouse and got a power of attorney form so we could legally be in charge of making all decisions for Ellie. We took the form to the hospital to get birth mom's signature and were able to get it notarized. We were getting closer to making this sweet little angel ours!

     We spent a few more hours at the hospital with Ellie. With birth mom’s permission my sister came and met Ellie!

It was starting to get real. Ellie was our baby! This is the first picture I took with my baby.

     We left the hospital that evening to go buy a car seat to take our daughter home the next day. I was going on two days with very little sleep, full of fear, anxiety, excitement, adrenaline, sadness and it wasn’t over! Husband and I ran around Walmart like madmen! Most people have months to prepare for a baby, we had 48 hours! Thinking back to what we bought makes me laugh, we had no idea what we needed. We got her a car seat, changing mat and cover, formula, bottle brush and that was it! Luckily we ran into my dear friend and she got Ellie everything we didn’t think of, like bottles, diapers, wipes, and LOTS more!!

     
     We were almost there, we almost had OUR baby!