Ahhhhhhhh. A couple of weeks ago I met baby Calvin. Finally. I was waiting until I got over my Kansas sickness because I didn't want to be around a newborn and take a chance of passing along some gunk. He was certainly worth the wait.
Analicia, Calvin's mom, came in to With Child in October and told me that she wanted to make a plan for adoption. She thought she had several months to go in her pregnancy, but one turn of my pregnancy "wheel of fortune" told a different story. I let her know that she was actually 36 weeks pregnant and then took her for a free ultrasound to confirm it.
That same day she chose a potential adoptive couple from my book, that evening we all met together at The Islands, two weeks later Calvin was born and three days after that he went home with his new mommy and daddy.
I never, ever tire of this process. The unselfish love shown by the birth families, the love poured out by the adoptive families and the new life that reaps the benefit of so much sacrifice and love. It's beautiful. It's God-ordained. It's my life.
