Nine years ago today, we got our darling little redheaded baby boy! Woohoo! I just love that kiddo. He's so adorable and we love him so much. He was two and a half weeks old the day we got him.This time around, we were familiar with the routine. It was similar to the day we got Lindsey. The staff at LDS Family Services walked us back to this cozy little room, and seated us once again in their soothing, comforting rocking chairs. There was a slight difference this time around. They escorted our daughter out of the room briefly, then when she returned, our six-year-old Lindsey was carefully holding in her little arms, her new baby brother and she placed him into my arms. Of course she was supported with two "body guards" that were on each side of her, ready to catch a falling baby, if needed.
It was one of the most exciting, wonderful days of my life and I remember looking at Christopher and was so thrilled to have my little boy. This time, I had been given a small photo album of the newborn in advance, so I had an idea of what he looked like. I had about three weeks' notice as opposed to getting the call and the baby on the same day with Lindsey. We were told we had been selected by his birth mother to be the parents of the baby boy that she was soon to be delivering. The birth came, and the time came for her to relinquish her son to us.
In between the time we got the call and before we got him, we had the privilege of being in a one-on-one meeting with our son's birth mother. It was a very emotional, special time. We sensed the love she had for our baby and the trust she had in us, and I'm certain she felt the love and gratitude we had for her. This would be our only time to meet. I presented her with a little gift, a birthstone pendant of the baby's birth month, a design that had three identical stones, one representing me, the baby, and his birth mom. We remember her fondly every year on our son's birthday.
He was as cute as ever, and even more adorable in my arms.
Lindsey was so excited to have a little baby brother, once she could figure that I wasn't upset when I explained to her that the tears flowing down my face were tears of joy. It was such an incredible feeling and I know that this little boy was meant to be part of our family, without a doubt. And I was actually skeptical in the process along the way, that we might just get some random baby, just whom ever was the next in line to be up for adoption. There were some amazing confirmations to me that he was to be ours, and I'm thankful to have been blessed so much. I love my little Christopher more and more each day. Happy Christopher Appreciation Day!
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