My MIL came over to watch the kids. Bmom and Bdad told us that we would be able to have The Hubs meet him the day he was born. So we waited on them to let us know when was a good time to come down.
I think he is pretty smitten.
We would not take over care until they were discharged. We got ready really early waiting for them to say it was ok to come up… We waited and waited. Finally we went out to get lunch (which happened to be close to the hospital). After Indian, we sat in the car and waited for the word. We knew they would be able to leave any time so we waited for them to give us the ok. Finally we got the go ahead to come up. It was hard. I think this sums up adoption perfectly. These two pictures. Their pain. Their loss is our gain. That’s hard. Adoption is not all rainbows. There is A LOT of pain in adoption. Bmom and Bdad could have parented. They love their sons so much, that they knew they were willing to suffer for them. It always stabs my heart when someone wants to adopt/ “save” a domestic infant. You are not “saving” this child. You selfishly want to add to your family through someone else’s pain. If you want to have that mentality (which I have a problem with all around) think of fostering. Think of adopting one of the million orphans in the world. But do not go into a private domestic adoption thinking you are saving this child. (rant done)
If you remember Bear’s adoption, we were stuck in the breast feeding room the whole time we were there. Our luck went the same direction with Koala. And we are the only people, I have known, that has slept in there.
The kids met him via facetime. I didn’t want them to come to the hospital until he was officially ours.
I thought Koala would be earlier, or on time. Unluckily for us, he came at the worst week. The Hubs had mandatory testing for work. He HAD to go. I told him over and over not to spend the night on the floor the day before his testing. But he wanted to be with his new son. He stayed. He left early in the morning and went off for two days of testing.
My mom came up to stay with me, our agency frowns upon anyone meeting the child before termination of parental rights have been signed since they do not have the training we do and have a harder time understanding if things don’t work out. I could have set myself up for major heartache, I had NO doubt they would sign. I have felt like he was my son since May when they told us they were doing adoption. Again, very stupid of me.
After his day of testing The Hubs came back up for a visit before leaving.
And luckily for me, my friend had her son the day before Koala was born. They had a play date. hahah And I snuck into her room for a shower.
When I came back, the nurse told me they had a room for me!!!!!!!! I WAS SO HAPPY! Koala slept with me all night, and it was so nice that the nurses didn’t tell me to put him in his crib. They were so nice and respectful.
Then,the papers were signed and we were ok to go. The Hubs was still in testing, so it was just the two of us. I am grateful that our social worker was there to watch Koala while I ran up and got the car.
Welcome home Koala!!! It’s weird that you haven’t always been here.