Tuesday, December 31, 2013
I have been quite inactive on Spark for the last ten days. I'm not sure exactly how to put the time in perspective succinctly, but please bear with me.
On Dec. 20th, we were driving in northern Missouri on our way to St. Louis to visit family including our daughter before flying out to D.C. on Christmas Eve to join our son, daughter-in-law and step grandson (he is thirteen, came into our lives at age 6 when his mom and our son began dating and then married five years ago). My phone beeped indicated a text message. When I brought it up there was a picture of the loveliest baby with the message, "Hi, grandma and grandpa, you should call your son." We knew that Matt and Kell were trying to adopt, but we thought they were still in the process.
It took almost 30 minutes to get to a spot where we had a good enough signal to call. It turns out we were to find out Christmas Eve that a birth mother had chosen them as adoptive parents for a boy to be born January 7th. It turns out everyone was in for a surprise. They got a call from the town where the birth mother is (about 3 hours away) on Thursday that at her latest sonogram it was discovered the baby was a girl and that she was in labor. Our dear granddaughter was born at 6:45 AM on Dec. 20th and they were holding her within a few hours. It is an open adoption and that seems to be a very good thing for everyone involved. There are so many wonderful stories to tell, but mostly I am overwhelmed by the blessings that have rained down on us this holiday season. I held that little girl (5 lbs. 5 oz. 19" long) in my arms when she was four days old. I can't wait to get back.