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Saturday, April 28, 2012

Home Study? Piece of Cake

Pacing back and forth, fluffing the pillows on our couch for the 8th time in the past 3 minutes, she arrives. The woman who could potentially be holding our dreams in her little laptop. That’s not intimidating. We didn’t know what to expect when our social worker walked in. A very yummy salsa/ranch dip and cheese and crackers waited on the table. Sounds silly, but I was hoping that she might say,
“Wow, this is a great dip! You will make great parents” . . . granting us a child with a swing of her magic baby wand. To be honest, she was not what we expected. I was expecting a cross between Martha Stewart, Mother Theresa and a pinch of Gloria Allred. She was none of those people. She was very down to earth, calming, funny and most importantly, reassuring.

We had more then prepared for her arrival. Our documentation was ready; smoke detectors in their proper place, fire extinguisher ready and the dogs got a good talking to about polite manners. No goosing. She was here for a little over 3 hours and it actually flew by. At one point, I was going to see if she wanted to spend the night! We gave her the grand tour of our cozy little townhome, discussed plans for childcare and how we were going to finance this adventure. Of course, there were the more intrusive questions regarding our families, our relationship and our financial history. We rolled with it. Thinking back, it’s a bit sad really. Does anyone that has biological children have to be put under the microscope this way? Is it fair? Not at all. But ya know what? We would gladly do it again and more. I know when we are holding the baby that is meant to be ours in our arms; all of this work will be a distant memory.

Bringing me back to why I started this blog in the first place. I don’t want to forget one tiny part of every step we took to get to where we will be. All of it is crucial to the end result. And our hope is that, when our child is old enough to understand, they will know what we went through to find them. That they were chosen.  That they are worth it.

4 comments:

Rebecca said...

I am crying reading this and am wishing you more luck than you know. You and Dan deserve to give your love to a child and I am sending many positive energies your way.
Sincerely,
Rebecca Jett

Anonymous said...

Awww Amy, I also cried when I read this. I actually talked to Michelle today and I told her I look forward to your posts every week. I know that you and Dan are going to make amazing parents and I honestly think of you and your journey everyday. I have faith that you will be a parent and great ones at that! Penny

Swen said...

Dan and Amy. What a wonderful post and I know that you will be 5 star parents. The love you have for each other and you future baby, even though you don't know her, is as deep as the ocean. Grandpa to be is on the end of his seat to hear more on the Road to Three. I look forward to hearing every little detail and have so much love and respect for you both. Hugs and prayers are always with you.

Dad

michelle said...

Another great post...You've got this guys! Amy, I think I see a future career...? Author! You are a wonderful writer, very witty. I find myself wanting to keep reading even after the post is done....Something to think about sis. You know Harry Porter was written in a coffee shop by a almost homeless women! :-) lots of love to you and Dan