It's official!

For 7 long years we tried,yearned and waited to have children in our family. We prayed, we begged and we plead the Lord to bless us with children. After not being able to "make one" ourselves we went the adoption route. We had friends that had put in their paper work and a mere three month later were blessed with a baby. We were so excited to see how fast it could happen, so we readily and eagerly put in ours. Three months came and went, then six, then a year, that year turned into two which turned into three. Finally when our hope was beginning to fail us, we got that longed for call from LDS Family services. We went and chatted with them. They said we have a woman who is due on friday, she just contacted us last week and so this will be a high risk adoption because everything isn't all squared away but if you are interested we have a baby for you. They also said she had done some drugs during the pregnancy and also drank on a regular basis. We didn't need the night to sleep on it. We knew in our hearts and minds that this child was meant to be ours.
We had tons of preparations to get done....she was due on friday learned about it on monday. Aaron and I immediately (with the help of my sister, my brother and his wife) began to ready the house. tuesday was all about getting the nursery ready. Wednesday morning I was at the temple doing my shift (I was very blessed to have been a temple worker for a year) when most of the way through a session the supervisor came and said I needed to call my husband. Directly after it ended I did just that. Our SON had come early and we were to go get him that very day. Many tears of joy were shed on my way home, in fact I am not sure how I made it home on my scooter...kind of hard to wipe tears with a helmet on you know.
We got our boy and how great was our joy. We spent the first five month ignorantly happy. And why not we finally were a family of three. Then it happened, the social worker who was over zealous in her job located the potential birth father. He demanded a paternity test. We were shocked and horrified. After waiting for 3 months thinking he had gone away we hear that he has finally saved up the $$ to pay and wanted to know. Well our worst nightmare came true, it was a 99.9% positive match.
And on our way to thanksgiving with my family in 2006 we get a call from our agent informing us that the birth father had retained council and was suing for permanent custody. My heart sank to the floor my joyous holiday was shattered. To add insult to injury he proceeded to tell us that he was pretty sure that there was not a darn thing we could do and he was just as sure that we were going to lose the love of our life.

Luckily for us we found a WONDERFUL attorney who fought tooth and nail to help us. And now over two years of frustration and tears and all that goes along with court battles we are done. We went before the judge (a man whose countenance was truly glowing) and now he is really and truly and forever (as soon as we get him sealed) our boy. Words don't even come near to expressing the happiness and joy that filled my soul as we heard the judge declare him ours.

That is one down and one to go. Orissa's adoption is pending and will soon be final too. Children are such a blessing no matter how they come to us, they are a gift from our Father in Heaven.