Will they choose us? That’s the question that keeps echoing in my head over and over again. Yesterday, we met with a birth family, and are now awaiting the news of whether or not they will choose us to parent their child. I am feeling such a flood of emotions right now: nervousness, anxiety, excitement, hope…
For anyone who has taken a pregnancy test, I equate it to those three minutes, that feel like an eternity, while you wait to see (or not see) that second line. So much rides on that simple line. Your future is in its hands, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do except hope and pray for its appearance. That’s how I feel, as I check my email for the thousandth time already today.
We think that the meeting went well. The conversation lasted an hour, and could have kept going if we were not under a time constraint. However, we know that the family met with two other couples that same day. Just because our meeting went well, it doesn’t mean that they feel that we are the best match for their child.
I’m trying to have faith, because I do believe that God has a plan for us, and that this baby will end up in the family that she was meant to be a part of. We really liked this family, and felt a connection with them right away. We know that we would be comfortable having a somewhat open relationship with them after the baby arrives. (Meaning that we would send emails and photos to them).
As much as I truly believe that things work out the way that they are supposed to, I can’t help thinking about the uncertainty that comes along with not being chosen. It’s been 7 months since our home study was complete, and this match is the first that we’ve had. Would it be another 7 months before we have another? Will it be longer? Will it ever happens? There is just so much uncertainty, but I guess that’s life!
For now we will continue to pray – for the baby, for the birth family, and for our family, too!
Update – Unfortunately we found out that the family chose one of the other couples that they met with. We truly believe that things work out the way they are supposed to, and the right child will find his/her way to us.