"There are dizzy daffodils on the hillside
Strings of violets are all in tune
Tiger lilies love the dandelions
In the golden afternoon"
-Alice and Wonderland
First, I wanna apologize for the jumping around from chapter to chapter. One second I'm pregnant with our quadruplets and then the next you see our adoption letter to a potential birth mom. I can assure you, this fairytale is not put together backwards. Sometimes it's hard to stay writing about the past when you have so many things going on with your fairytale that are in the present. So before we go back to the beginning chapter where we originally left off, allow me to close this one.
It was about two weeks since we found out we were not selected by a birth mom- the one I wrote the letter to. Our hearts were crushed, but we were still hopeful that someday we would have our little one. So I was at work on 5/1/16 and I remember sitting at my desk-not working- lol when I thought, I'm gonna send an email to our social worker and see if maybe we had been selected or pulled for any kiddos. Within an hour she responded back that No, our profile had not been pulled but to check back in maybe 3 weeks or so. That was her normal response when I sent her these monthly emails so I didn't think anything of it.
4 hours later I was sitting at my desk when my phone started buzzing. "Betty-Child Services" popped up on my screen. Why would she be calling me? I just spoke with her via email. Whatever the reason, I grabbed my phone and stepped outside to take the call.
Then I heard the words I feel like since the beginning of this process I had been dying to hear...
"There is a little girl, 2 days old, who was a safe surrender, and you and Alex have been chosen to be her mom and dad."
WAIT...WHAT?!?!? WHATCHUSAY?!!?! BETTY! BETTY! ARE YOU PLAYIN?!?!...Those were my exact words. I remember feeling like I was about to throw up and jump out of my skin. I was soaring on the back of Falcore (Never EndingStory), Flying thru the clouds with Peter Pan, I felt like i was on cloud nine!
As soon as I got more details I hung up the phone and began to cry my eyes out. Shaking, I called my husband and of course he didn't answer the damn phone...smh... why do they always do that?!?!
After calling him 5 times he finally answered and I mumbled out the words "You have a daughter."
He instantly began to cry and asked "what do you mean?! Is this really happening?!"
Mothers day was in a week and my husbands 30th birthday was in TWO days! I mean, talk about timing right? It felt like someone picked up our fairytale, flipped to the most exciting part and then just started from there! BOOM! BAM! This is it! Our perfect storybook ending.
in 24 hours we would meet our DAUGHTER and in 48 hours my husband would turn 30! And in 6 days I would have the greatest mothers day I could have ever imagined.
No more feeling like a Lost Boy, No more of the unknown, no more wondering... We finally could complete this Fairytale and have our happily ever after..
or so we thought.