So, during a pregnancy, there’s a ton of things that take place. Starting with a little bundle of cells,develops fingers and toes, and lungs and a beating heart, and a lot more really complex development. And although you can’t actually see THAT development, you can see the mom’s changing body and know that big things are happening inside her tummy. She can feel a lot of changes happening as well. For me, this looked like being constantly nauseous, vomiting the first 20 weeks, and a bazillion kidney stones with Liam. But, nonetheless, I did feel like I was preparing to bring a life into this world.
Adoption is often referred to as a paper pregnancy. Because, y’all, there really is so.much.paperwork. And at our next homestudy meeting, Kelly, our social worker, is going to tell us that we actually need 4 copies of said paperwork. Holy smokes- I read ahead, so I won’t be shocked by that, but it is really a ton of paperwork.
But all of that to say that preparing for this new member of our family feels so different than when they are physically growing inside of you. I don’t feel nauseous. My body isn’t changing to prepare for him/her. But our hearts are. We wonder what he or she will look like. Whether they are already tucked snuggly inside their first mom’s tummy or not even conceived yet. Will his/her momma think adoption is better for them because she doesn’t have the money to take care of (another) baby? Because she’s so very young? Because she’s in jail? Because she has no one cheering her on, to tell her they’ll be there to help her, no matter what? If I allow myself to stay here very long, it’s pretty inevitable I will get weepy. I am a momma and I know how very much I love every one of my babies. I can’t imagine being in a situation where doing the very thing I was made for would not be best for them. I can’t imagine going through the misery of pregnancy knowing I would not have the rewards of newborn snuggles. Be slow to judge someone who spends nine months of nausea, pain, weight gain, and a childbirth to then hand that baby over into someone else’s hands. That takes courage. Determination. Love. Because I assure you other options are available and cheap. The baby placed in my arms will always know that his/her first momma made a selfless choice that gave him/her a chance at life and that choice should and will be celebrated.
Sorry for going way off tangent. This post was supposed to tell you about all of the headway we have made on our homestudy. We’ve gotten all of our reference letters. (Our homestudy required five, one from a family member). They were so very sweet and I actually cried after reading each of them. I don’t think the birthmom will get to see these. I think they are just for the social worker completing our homestudy to have. But, they were amazing. We have some really amazing friends who said some really sweet and encouraging things about Ben and me as parents. Also, getting five busy people to write a letter and get them to us was quite an accomplishment. We had our septic test done. This was easy, but pricey. $125 later and we have our letter. I asked for it for free and then a discount, because apparently some counties will do this. Coweta County will not. I asked, y’all. A few times, actually. We have our pediatrician letter and vaccine record in hand for each of our kiddos. It even said our children receive “excellent care” at home. Liam disagrees. Apparently, he thinks I yell too much, which, is, most days, entirely untrue. In true Brooks kid, ages 4+, fashion, he thinks Ben is doing an excellent job and is the exemplary parent. That’s ok, when they fall off their bikes, they want me, because I have mad skills (and ice packs!). And I do not yell. Much. We got both of our employment verification letters, mortgage statements, first 2 pages of last year’s taxes, copies of our drivers licenses and health insurance cards. I may have forgotten to pay the electric bill last month, but our paperwork, I am on it! :).
We don’t have much left as far as papers go. Ben still needs a complete physical, we both have to have drug/TB/HIV testing, our cat needs a rabies shot and we have to go for fingerprinting. We have our 2nd meeting with our social worker this week, this time in Atlanta. One more meeting after that, and our homestudy is complete.
At that point, if we are ready, our “profile” can begin being shown to birthmoms. This is why we are fundraising now, as we could easily go from “just getting started” to having a lot of fees. Which is scary. But, just this weekend, I have watched over $6500 pour in from friends to two fellow adoptive families, and it’s been the coolest thing to literally be a part of that miracle. (I will tell you about that later!)
I promised to keep you informed about “why it costs so very much,” and where we are in our own process, so this is me trying to do that.
We have several avenues set up for supporting us financially. The easiest is straight through our PayPal account, and actually, all roads eventually send it there. Our directlink is PayPal . A way to make a tax-deductible donation is through Adopt Together. Your employer charitable contributions matching can also be used here. The link for that is AdoptTogether. Lastly, both our page for keeping up with our story and our fundraising is here. Again, they all end up in the same place, so don’t stress about which to use.
We were given a $500 donation from a mutual friend over the weekend. I have given several donations like that to adoptive families over the last year and really don’t give it a second thought. But when someone thought enough of Ben and me to donate FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS to us and our future baby, I was blown away. Like tears, and nausea, and shock, and more tears. Snead family, we are so very grateful for your support and your friendship! Thank you!!! ❤
Thanks for reading through all of my rambling. Hopefully the next time I post, it will say that we have completed our homestudy. At that point, we will really sit down together and pray about the direction we are ready to take. Our process can take a really long time, or a really short time, from there. I feel complete peace that this timeline is on God’s timeline and am hopeful I stay that way! :). Good night! ♥️♥️