It's the moment you'll never forget. Here adoptive parents share the story of the most desired of all adoption situations, that all-important phone call...
Matched out of the blue with an expectant mother, we were told the next call might come within days. But as the wait stretched to weeks and then months, I despaired—would our dreams ever come true?
Have you ever been at a baby shower where they play a home video of the mother-to-be surprising her partner with news of her pregnancy? As we grappled with infertility, my wife and I hated those videos, even as we desperately hoped for one of our own.
The cruelest parts of infertility? Having to attend baby showers, coo over ultrasound pictures, and being told it’s “God’s will” that you’re still childless.
AF readers share how they reacted when they received their adoption referral.
Having Joseph has helped me put everything in perspective. But before the adoption was final, it was the ride of my life.
I finally realized that this was “The Call” when my social worker said, “Do you remember when you said this would be the worst week for you to get picked by an expectant mother?”
Sometimes life doesn't live up to your hopes; at other times, it surpasses them. When my wife and I got the call, life went beyond my wildest dreams.
A few years after marrying the man of my dreams, I was surprised to once again feel like an insecure single woman, willing the phone to ring.
I knew you right away. I recognize the fierce determination. You are the kind of woman who Makes.Things.Happen. After all, you made this happen, this family you have.
My Bunko buddies were the ones who were there for me when I suddenly got “the call.”
Last September, after a Saturday morning of shopping with my mother, we stopped for a frozen yogurt. Around 12:15 P.M. I got a call from Kelly Jacobson, a contact at our agency. I presumed it was something volunteer related, as I had been helping out at the agency, so I calmly answered the phone.
After 10 years, my husband and I were starting to doubt we’d ever be parents. But when the phone rang, I knew it was “The Call.”
When my grandmother handed me her precious quilt and said, “I’m counting on you to have a girl,” I knew I wouldn’t let her down.
We had only been “active” with our adoption agency for two months. So when my husband went on a camping trip with no cell reception, we thought, “What could go wrong?”
We asked our readers to share their stories about getting the adoption call. Where were you? How did you react? Read how they received the joyful news!