Archive for July, 2009


Thursday, July 30th, 2009

On Tuesday I called CCAI to see if they had received our faxed Medical Conditions Checklist.  The woman on the phone said they hadn’t received it, but she was just about to call us to let us know our application was approved!  I was so excited!!  I had been waiting very anxiously Monday and Tuesday to find out.  She said the application looked great and that she would email some more paper work for us to really get this process started.

I quickly printed up the forms she sent and filled them out.  Todd and I signed and notarized them yesterday and mailed them back (with a big fat check) to CCAI.  As soon as they receive it they’ll send us instructions to begin working on our dossier.  Yea!

Application received

Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009

I got an email from the adoption agency (CCAI).  They received our application today and will let us know within 5 business days if we’ve been approved.  Once we’ve been approved I plan on announcing the news to our families.  I can’t wait!  I’m excited.  I hope they will be too.  🙂

I guess I didn’t finish where I left off last.  Ah yes, no hurry to find out.  This was in the spring of this year.  Well, just over a month ago I saw a friend’s pictures online, pictures of their trip to China to get their newly adopted little boy.   I know it sounds silly, but I cried and cried.  I couldn’t stop looking at them.  And then, instead of going to bed like I should have, I was up for hours reading everything I could about adoption.  Reading, researching, crying some more.

*See February 19, 2010 for the “rest of the story.”

Official decision

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009

Our decision is official.  I sent in the application for adoption yesterday.  It was a 7-page application—only the first of countless forms we’ll be filling out over the next year or so.  WHOA!  Did you say adoption? Yep.  And now you may be asking, “Where did that come from?”  During our first year of marriage Todd and I had “the adoption talk.”  We agreed that if we couldn’t have children of our own, we would adopt.   Then Todd said, “But can we adopt Chinese kids?”  “Of course!”  He really fell in love with the children as a missionary in Taiwan.  Well, the adoption talk ended there when I found out I was pregnant the very next month.  (And when our third child was born with thick, black hair, round face, and squinty eyes we joked that we’d gotten a Chinese baby without having to adopt.)

Fast forward a few years to our fourth child.  I was pretty sure baby #4 was going to be a girl.  Boy…girl…boy…___(fill in the blank).  See the pattern?  I sure did and it was obviously a girl.  Well, Spencer was not a girl.  And for a while I really struggled to decide if we were finished having children or not.  On the one hand, four kids was plenty to keep my mind (and wits) stretched to their limits.  On the other hand, I somehow thought that I’d have another daughter.  So with much thought and prayer Todd and I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t going to have any more children.  After waffling for over a year about it, I felt surprisingly at peace with our decision.  But…as I was contemplating these things in the temple, I had a distinct thought.  Prepare for other children. Other children?  I had no clue what that meant but I was in no hurry to find out.