This one is close to my heart because Zander is our son. Our story really begins on 26 of July 2008.
A little history: After we adopted Kya, we knew we would want to adopt again, but of course we decided to wait until she was one year old. On her first birthday, I asked my husband..."so, are we going to get our paperwork going now?" We both decided to wait a little bit. Carl was just finishing grad school and we had been applying for jobs. So we thought it best to wait until we find a job and settle somewhere.
When Carl and I were married, and shortly after he decided on a degree for his career (before children were even in the picture) we always talked about places we would want to live. The only place we could agree on was Colorado. So that always stuck with us. Carl was offered a job in Colorado Springs, CO in the summer of 2007, the summer Kya turned 1.
We made the move to Colorado in October of 2007. Found a town house and began to set roots. Of course in November of 2007 we started our paperwork for another adoption. We went through the process of paperwork, decisions, classes, backgrounds checks and the whole works from start to finish again in Denver, CO this time. We were approved in March of 2008.
About this same time Carl was offered his job in Idaho again, they wanted him back. And we explored options of opening a business in Idaho, plus, family is in Idaho. So we decided to make the move back home near family. We hadn't heard from any birthmoms at this point.
We moved in June 2008.
I had a blog set up for birthmoms to go to and learn more about our family. I tried to update weekly, mostly with our Friday Night Date/Family Nights. Well, with the move and so many other things going on, I had neglected the blog.
We transferred our adoption profile to the office in Idaho and then began to wait, again.
This is where I will stop my story and continue next week with....the rest of the story. I will also post a seperate post on Placement. This is kind of a ceremonial act of "placing" the baby in the adoptive home, or parents arms, really.
Until next week