People often tell us how great they think we are for adopting our kids…. And that statement is usually followed by something like “I couldn’t do that”…. I would disagree…. You see, our adoption story isn’t ours… It’s God’s…. I began telling the story on Tuesday, go back and read that if you haven’t yet….
So, we completed our training and after a long process were licensed for Foster Care…. Now came the waiting. By this time I was pretty anxious to get a baby… It’s hard to look at a bunch of baby stuff with no baby. I was excited for the plans God had for us and eager to get going
I have a friend who is often prophetic. I tease her (in fun) because she tends toward the more “Spritual” type churches- where they pray in tongues and other things like that that that doesn’t happen often in my home church. Her friendship has been such a blessing to me over the last 12 years. She called me one day and asked if I’d heard anything from the foster agency. I told her no, not yet, and she was surprised by my response. She told me to stay by the phone because she was pretty sure I was getting a baby soon….. I said ok, and waited.
The next day the foster agency called. They asked if I would be willing to do some respite care. Respite care, if you’re unfamiliar, is when a foster family cares for a child that is placed with another family. This can be for 2 days- 2 weeks. This family had a 5 month baby girl and had a busy weekend planned, and needed somewhere for her to go for the weekend. I said yes immediately and then called Michael to let him know LOL. Next I called my friend…
She asked me how long we were going to have her, – for the weekend I said….. She said really? I don’t think so- I think you’re going to have her longer than that….. Ok, I said……
She asked me what she looked like…- I told her I didn’t know… She asked me what race she was….. I told her all I knew as she was 5 months old and a girl LOL….. She told me she thought she was going to be African American with Chubby Cheeks……
She asked me what her name was…… I don’t know that either…..LOL… I sure didn’t ask the agency any questions! I was just too excited! LOL She said she thought her name would begin with the “SH” sound……..
When I met the foster mom and picked up the baby…… Her name was Shea……
To be Continued
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