Isis is the goddess of motherhood, magic, and fertility. She is also the goddess of children from whom all beginnings arose. Isis is the goddess of my personal struggles in life. I want to portray moments or snap shots of my life in a humorous manner in hopes that sharing my experiences may decrease the pain of others in similar circumstances. The journey has many twists and turns but I hope all will find their successful end.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Waiting for the phone to ring
On August 25, 2007, we received a phone call at 8:00 am to tell us that our birth mother was in active labor. She had previous pregnancies and always gave birth before her due date. We assumed that this baby would be early as well and so we had been anxiously waiting for news for the past three weeks. By this point, we were actually wondering if the baby was ever going to be born. Maybe she had decided it was going to be easier to live in her birth mother forever? We had been trying to have a family for a long time and had been disappointed many times before. Because of this, we hadn't told many people about this adoption. It was almost impossible to wait it out in silence, but finally the phone rang. Active labor!?! That was good, right??? As adoptive parents, we hadn't taken any prenatal classes so we could only assume something would happen soon. I had imagined this moment for weeks. I knew that the moment I got that call I would jump up and pack everything I needed so we could begin our 8 hour drive to pick up our daughter. Except I couldn't. That was before we had children and it was Saturday morning so we were still in bed. Both Scott and I were frozen and remained frozen, laying silently in our bed for another 2 hours. And finally another call. Congratulations. She's a beautiful baby girl. And then the frantic packing began. We were off to meet our daughter! It was time to share the news with the world!!
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