proc·ess
[pros-es]
noun, plural proc·ess·es
1. a systematic series of actions directed to some end: to devise a process for
homogenizing milk. (or in our case: to devise a process for adopting a baby)
2.
a continuous action, operation, or series of changes taking place in a definite manner: the process of decay. (ha-decay could be accurate if not for Jesus! instead, we'll go with "sanctification".
noun, plural proc·ess·es
1. a systematic series of actions directed to some end: to devise a process for
homogenizing milk. (or in our case: to devise a process for adopting a baby)
2.
a continuous action, operation, or series of changes taking place in a definite manner: the process of decay. (ha-decay could be accurate if not for Jesus! instead, we'll go with "sanctification".
Upon making the decision to begin the process... JBD, sr. made the "agreement" that he would do this 5th pregnancy. (Paper pregnancy). For those of you unaware of the process. It's daunting. Long. Arduous. So for a mama drained from 7 years of back to back pregnancy, c sections and breast feeding, it only makes sense for the dada to do the paper pregnancy. He gave it a solid effort. Started out strong. Even took the paperwork back and forth to the office for (a couple days). He filled out most of the introductory information. You know...leaving me with "the blanks." (It sort of reminds me of the 600 thank you notes he was going to help me with from our wedding reception gifts. I wrote 587 of them. FYI.) God, love him.
And let's just face it. As determined as we were to GET. JBD, jr. HOME., we are TIRED at night. The paperwork continued to stare us in the face for months. Several (squared) months. A while. As we pushed through, we added to the paperwork: physicals for each child, physicals for Bray and me, drug tests (we passed, phew), vaccination updates and records for the DANG. DOG., local criminal background checks, state background checks, national background checks, fingerprints, 911 call report (who knew we had over 15 calls to our local emergency service over the past 5 years, HA!), 5 friend, family, church personal reference letters, financial statements, home visits from a certified home study specialist, a gazillion phone calls to our adoption consultant, gathering of pictures for a profile (scrapbook sort of thing you present to a birth mom), a survey of the type of illnesses/health history/issues we would accept not only from the birth mom but the birth father, maternal grandparents and paternal parents, copies after copies after copies, applications to mail, and a lot more, actually. Crazy things. Things that people should be required to do BEFORE deciding to have a baby. Then we wouldn't have orphans now, would we? Anyway, after beginning this stuff in AUGUST of 2013 we made the deadline to have our home study and profile finished and ready to mail at the beginning of March. And praise God, I made a trip to the post office March 3, 2014. We were done. With that. The waiting has been much more difficult. We made a couple visits to elder day of prayer at our church. Praying for this baby. And, of course, our daily prayer at home as a family.
The next step in this procedure is what's called submitting your profile (the scrapbook sort of thing). We would receive emails from our consultant that would provide information of a situation. Then we would decide if we wanted to present our profile. I think from March until June we've received about 15 situations. My husband said no to all of them. I've been disappointed. A little sad. I mean...sort of like playing God. We would take this, not take that, etc. I just want the baby! So, I had a resolve. As in most of our big decisions in our relationship, my husband is in charge. Take that feminism! I don't want the responsibility--thankful God designed it that way! So, I've prayed: God, lead us to our baby through Bray. Give him the peace and desire when it's the right time, baby, situation. Don't leave it up to me!
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