Waiting for the phone to ring is just about unbearable for a perspective adoptive parent. I’ve been in that proverbial chair many times. Waiting to hear if a mom will stay true to the adoption plan. Or did she see the newborn baby in her arms and change her mind? Waiting to hear the ruling […]
“I’m pregnant,” I whispered into my husband’s ear. I had waited up late for him, lying in bed smiling to myself, daring to believe that I was really, finally pregnant after sixteen years of marriage. “How do you know,” he asked. I could hear the joy in his whispered reply. “That’s what the doctor said
It was 2 am and the phone was ringing. My heart stopped. “She’s gone into labor,” my husband said, grabbing a pair of jeans from the floor. “She wants us to take her to the hospital.” While he dressed, I stayed glued to the bed. Too shocked to even move. ‘She’ was a birthmom we’d