Visits {continued}

Just in case you missed it…Visits Part 1

Some highlights from our visit: {Click picture to enlarge}

We had amazing professional pictures done as well by the incomparable Farah at Fields of Grace Photography! {Click pics to enlarge}



Visits part 1

I can’t even begin to tell you how awesome our last visit with Belly Kristin was! But I’ll try 😉

Her plane was scheduled to arrive at 4:15pm in Raleigh. I rushed to get to the airport (because yes I’m late for everything!) I picked Kai up from pre-k and safely drove a bit above the speed limit to RDU airport. I made the decision to leave a Chay at daycare because I was running late (I knew I’d be back in plenty of time to pick her up. . .)
The GPS was taunting me the whole way with “estimated arrival time 4:45pm” as the daughter of a retired police officer I see “time to beat 4:45pm” lol. Annnyywaaay
I screeched pulled into the pickup line at 4:22pm. (take that GPS) I picked up my phone to text Kristin that we were here and the lovely security guard tapped in my window. He asked me flight # & I told him he said “it’s delayed keep moving.”
Lovely man I tell you just lovely. As I drive off Kai was not happy he said NO! You forgot Belly Kristin!”
Then my phone rang her Mom was calling me.
I answer and Jan asked me if I knew why her plane was diverted to Dulles.
I looked at the sky it was a little cloudy but clear blue beyond that. I told her I would find out.  Kristin’s Dad was on hold with the airline to find out what was going on.
I parked on the top of a parking garage near the terminal to get service as I searched on the website to see what was going on.
With on huge lightning bolt the torrential downpour began.  I quickly drove below and parked directly across from the terminal.
Her mom called me to tell me that the diversion was due to weather. I told her about the storm that had just hit. They made several attempts to land and needed to refuel. They would be back in the sky in 40 mins.
I told Kai what was going on and he proceeded to tell me “you went to the wrong airport! We got to just drive to the other airport!”

Our next update was they were unboarding the plane as it would be at least 2 hours before they were ready to take off.
I spoke with Kristin briefly because get phone was dying. I said we’ll be here when you get here!
I decided to take my very upset little man into the terminal so he could stretch out his legs and mommy could get a coffee!
The following fun ensued….


Things you learn at an airport with a 4 yr old:
•Elevator & Escalator rhyme
•Airports are BORING
•Airport pizza is delicious
•The Mommy, Daddy & Kid potty is like a house (family restroom)
•Waiting is BoRiNg
•Frozen hot chocolate with chocolate chips is pretty good
•Dinosaurs are not alive no more
•Jesus is making a lot of rain come out of the sky
•Kai is 5
•Kneeling in elevators makes it funner
•Belly Kristin’s plane is slow
•Riding the Escalator is fun

image Eating Chocolate at 8:45pm is a great parenting decision!

image Waiting patiently. . .

image I think I see them!

Watch the video of them reuniting 🙂
They ARE Here!

>image Belly Kristin & Aliyah are HERE!

image Nice to meet you:)

image Let’s get out of here!

☆ Oh don’t worry daddy picked Chalynn up from daycare! ☆

We loaded up the car and headed to Kristin’s hotel 🙂
Aliyah and Kai had such an instant connection it was beautiful!
image LOVE

To Be

They ARE Here!

See you later…

We knew it was coming, but the hospital had postponed discharge a few times -so when it was actually upon us all, we were not fully prepared.

Our social worker finally showed up to the hospital (days prior she had been MIA!) We all sat and talked. Temporary custody papers were signed by us, copies shuffled to Katie quite unceremoniously. It felt like a business transaction which made me sick. So I held her hand to let her know we were not happy about this “meeting” while this woman droaned on about the laws and blah blah blah. “I’ll hand you the baby in the parking lot” my brain comes to a screeching halt.
“Wait what?” I say
Katie grips my hand…
“Well the hospital won’t give you the baby, so I’ll just hand her to you in the parking lot.”
I gripped Katie’s hand.
“That is not going to be acceptable for us.”
“Well you don’t have a say… remember you were given the option of cradle care which would avoid all of this because someone else would be caring for her until you were given legal guardianship.”
Katie is getting very upset & speaks up “I dont want anyone touching her but them.”
Social worker gets up walks out.
I look at her and say “it’s ok we will make it work.”
Social worker returns looking VERY unhappy.
“Fine, are you ready to go?”
“No we want to give Katie some time and we need to call her ride.” (We offered for Chad or I to drive her home and then come back for the baby. But she refused and told us a cab was good. My heart broke)
Social worker huffs and walks out again.
We hugged Katie and told her to take her time and we loved her. As I turned the corner out of the room I could FEEL her crying…it was a deep, painful, quiet cry I gripped the wall and Chad had to grab me before I collapsed. We went to the family room and sat for a second… I was in physical pain my heart was ripping from my chest. I prepared her car seat and openly wept. Chad closed the door to the family room and we prayed. I was able to gain my composure and walk out into the hallway. At that moment Katie looked out the doorway and waved the nurse over. The charge nurse said “she is ready.” My heart sunk again. She walked out of room to us and I had no words. This amazing woman was standing in front of me and I couldn’t speak! I muttered “I love you,  we love you. Please know that we will see you later!” She returned an I love you guys too and took a deep breath. We hugged she started to cry and said “I’m ready.” The hospital social worker grabbed her bag and escorted her to the elevator as I watched the doors close I lost it again! Chad grabbed the car seat and we walked back to our room.  I tearfully put her in her seat and the nurse said “I bet you are so happy” I glared at her and said “this is a very emotional day there is happiness but there is a lot of sadness as well.” She was silent the rest of the time she stood watching me. I got her all snug in her seat and breathed a sigh of relief.


Our social worker appeared in our doorway as we collected all of our stuff and said “she’ll be okay don’t worry.” I took a sledgehammer to her head and kept smashing it until she stopped talking. Oh wait that didn’t happen… Unfortunately it was only in my head. I just glared at her and shook my head.
As we walked to the elevator I was trying to keep it together but I could barely walk. Thankfully the nurse carried her out. My emotions were so raw and painful!


This saying played over and over in my head as we walked.


Truer words were never spoken…

We walked to the exit Chad walkedahead and went toget the car. Then I saw her. . . Waiting alone in the lobby. I thought to myself you’ve got to be kidding me. They didn’t make sure she was gone before parading us in front of her! This hospital SUCKS! Our social worker Sucks!
Deep breathe. . .
“Hey, can I sit next to you?”
“Of course. ..” staring blankly ahead
“it’s not your fault they are dumb” she liked at me and gave me a tiny smile.
If we were united in anything it was the love of Chalynn and the hate for this hospital!
We sat in awkward silence as our nurse hummed to the baby. She kept the car seat turned away from Katie. Not sure what would have been better but I was just so upset at this point!
A cab pulled up and I asked if I could walk her to the car. She agreed. I leaned down to the social worker and said I’ll be right back. She didn’t even acknowledge me.
I walked with Katie and held her bags. The cab driver (a female which made me feel much better) got out of the car and offered her the front seat, when she said no she assisted her into the back seat.  I gave Katie a hug and kiss & told her we would see her later.  I then grabbed the cab drivers arm and said please be careful you are carrying very precious cargo.  She smiled and warmly said “she’s in good hands, I promise. God bless.” I stood at the curb as they pulled away and began to openly sob. Just then Chad pulled up with the car. I told him what had happened and he was shocked. He hadn’t seen her when we walked through the lobby and felt horrible that he just walked past her. He then said “can we please get out of this horrible hospital!” We walked back into the lobby and told the nurse we were ready our social worker popped up or of her chair and said “great let’s go!” Chad grabbed my hand as I thought about lunging for her throat!
We all stood curbside & our nurse handed Chalynn in her car seat to the social worker and she handed her to me. I secured her car seat and closed the door in her face as she said good bye. She looked over at Chad and said she would be in touch soon.
We were free from the worst hospital experience ever!
I stared at this perfect little girl in our back seat and cried my eyes out.


Our Hospital Photography Session!

I almost opted out since I know how this usually goes…
Baby in onesie arms in an “I surrender, deer in the headlights pose” on the hospital blanket. Oh how precious lol. But our photographer assured us that was not what he was about… I’m so glad I listened:)


We will treasure these photos forever!

Let love in. . . Busy busy life


Where have I been??????
I have been BUSY! 2 amazing kids, an awesome husband,  many jobs I love and lots of fun times. But I’m hoping to get back on track:) You know in my FREE time 😉

When I named this blog I had no idea how much love I was capable of letting in:) in our short 4 1/2 years as parents we have been so blessed with many additions to our family!

Obviously our kiddos and their birth families, but there are so many more people I had no idea were part of the package… my adoption family. The amazing women I’ve met through support groups, mutual friends and perfect strangers that have a connection to adoption have made my life FULL! To have someone to talk to about the tough stuff, the fun stuff, the other stuff only WE would get is a huge blessing!
Thank you thank you thank you for being there when I need you!

Who loves hospitals. ..

Not us that’s for sure! Especially Illinois Masonic particularly the labor & delivery staff!
They were just horrible.
They acted like we were baby snatchers! They treated Katie like crap and asked very personal & medically unnecessary questions!
On Monday May 6th at 2:00 after she received her epidural (3 attempts to get it in!)she still felt intense pain and they brushed her off for over 8 hours! She delivered her daughter 2 1/2 years prior without an epidural so she knew what labor without an epidural felt like and this was it! Yet they insisted she was fine and would increase the dosage when she would complain which only made her vomit violently -still no effect on the pain! We turned the lights off, she laid down, we were all quiet and tiptoed around Katie as to not disturb her. She was so distraught looking and in such pain I was livid and asked and begged every nurse, doctor etc if there was anything they could do. The staff didn’t like that we were there already and from that point on we overheard them referring to as that lady & the black guy. Whatever people get over yourselves and help this woman!

Finally a nurse that seemed like she gave a damn came on shift and asked an experienced anesthesiologist to come check it. When he did he informed us all that it was not in… and all medication was being delivered SubQ! (Into her skin)
I was furious but kept my cool because Katie was angry enough for everyone!  :/

I have a picture but won’t gross you out with that!

At 7:45 We stepped out and 45minutes later when we opened the door cautiously and quietly we heard laughter on the other side! The happy Katie was back! All the lights were ablaze and she was sitting up in bed and smiling!  What a relief:)
For the next few hours we all laughed and joked. The highlight of the day was watching her contractions that she couldn’t feel which we all found hilarious! The doctor checked her and she was only 5cm. We thought for sure she would be further along. Then Katie ordered us to eat (we all felt bad to eat in front of her) so we got a pizza at 10pm!

At about 11:20 a bunch of doctors and nurses rushed in to the room, flipped Katie on her side, put an oxygen mask on her and told her to sign a c-section consent form! We were all in shock I looked over at monitors and the babies heart rate had dropped to 50 and was not going back up. Katie stared at me and looked terrified and said I’m scared! I said you are ok the baby is ok they will do whatever they need to to keep you both safe. I kissed her hand and they whisked her out of the room with the doctor kneeling on the end of her bed! As they left the last reading on the monitor was 24!!! I heard the doctor say she’s an 8/9!
As soon as the door closed to the room I lost it! I was hysterical and Chad grabbed me and said you know what we need to do… he sat me down and grabbed my hand and Heather’s hand and began to pray!
I then began texting everyone to pray.
At 11:25 (yes 5 mins later!) A nurse swung the door open and said “she’s complete & pushing!” We all stood there in shock. “So pack up this room you’ll be moving across the hall as soon as she is out of the O.R.” She left as quickly as she came in and we scurried around getting our stuff together!
At 11:33 another nurse burst in and said “congratulations it’s a girl!” Again we stood in shock then we hugged laughed cried and almost in unison said “How’s Katie?” She said she and baby were fine but a neonatologist was checking baby out.
Within 15 mins they came to shuffle us across the hallway to see Katie. When we walked in she said “wow, hey!” I said “Katie! I was just holding your puke bucket! How is the baby here already!?” We all laughed. We asked her how she was and she said she was good but I could tell a million things were going through her head. We all heard the baby crying in hallway and nurse came in to let us know that the baby would be in in a second. I asked Katie if she had seen her yet & she said only for a second. At that point I looked at Chad and said we will step out so you can see her first and have time with her. She started to cry. We hugged her and walked out into the hallway. We stood with our backs to the wall of her room and within seconds heard the baby crying on the other side of the wall. I was dying to bust in the room but knew that this was precious time for Katie.


About 10 minutes later (felt like 100) Heather peeked her head out the door and said “she wants you to come in now” I said “are you sure?” And Katie said “get in here you two!”
When we walked in we saw the most beautiful baby girl in the world in the arms of one of the bravest women we knew. She began to cry again. I was dying inside and just wanted to make her pain go away-but I knew there was nothing I could have done to make it go away.


We all oooo’d and aaaah’d at this beautiful little girl. When the nurse came in to get her to bathe her I asked if they could do it I’m the room. I got a sharp “no” so I straddled the door frame and video taped it while giving Katie the play by play! While the nurse bathed her she began to ask me a series of rude and unnecessary questions. I tried my best to deflect her and not ruin this moment I was enjoying.


After lots of arguing with the nursing staff they gave us a room since Katie wanted the baby to stay with us the first night. We wheeled Katie to her room then they took us up to our room on the pediatric floor. We were preparing to settle in and they told Chad he couldnt stay in the room with us but had to sleep in the waiting room. It was like 2am at this point… we were too tired to argue!


The next morning Katie came up to our room and hung out.
We hung out in our room everyday because the staff informed us they would not move the baby to Katie’s room. They had not told us this when we were discussing the room situation earlier. Katie shrugged it off and said ‘well if they need to check me I’ll be up here!’ Which her nurses did;)


The follow day the hospital photographer came in to do pictures. Chad and I took that time to get food, do some shopping and to give Katie some time with Chalynn.


To be continued…

Happy Birthday Kai!

4 years old! 


I remember the day we found out we were chosen by Belly Kristin like it was yesterday! In that single moment the days of thinking we would never be parents were gone.

You have been or biggest joy and greatest blessing Kai♥
Our first! The first to call me mommy (that is a moment that will never leave my heart) the first to call Daddy “Daddy” (I know he holds that moment so close to his heart as well) The first to make us crazy and the first to make us proud!

The last 4 years have been fun and a bit trying at times but we made it through them together; ) Whoever coined the phrase “terrible twos” clearly had not experienced the “terrifying threes!” But we made it and you’re four so maybe the “fabulous fours” will be better…
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You are now a big brother to the sweetest little girl and she idolizes you at just 6 months old. You are her best friend and always will be! The first think you told us when we told you the baby was a girl was ” I’m gonna protect her!” You are the best big brother ever!

We are proud of the smart, polite, kind & loving boy you have become… even if there is also that stubborn, sneaky & spirited side as well! We’ll just call that well rounded; )

On your birthday we not only honor you,
-Our Big Birthday Boy-
but we honor “Belly Kristin” your amazingly beautiful, loving, huggable & sweet birth mother for choosing us to be your Mommy & Daddy. She is also our biggest joy & greatest blessing♥

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