Our sweet Zachary is now 12 weeks old so I figured it’s about time to share the story of how we were lucky enough to be chosen to be parents for a 2nd time through adoption. I always find writing about our adoption stories tough because although we are over the moon to welcome another son into our lives, for Zachary’s birth parents comes pain and sorrow over this loss. We will be eternally grateful to them and admire them so much for putting Zachary first.
Without talking much about Zachary’s birth parents (that’s Zachary’s story to share if he wants down the road), here is the amazing journey that brought our sweet, sweet boy into our lives. This story was definitely a rollercoaster ride filled with highs and lows.
We were told it was harder to adopt a second time since a lot of birth parents choose couples without kids and while Chris was anxious to put our names into the ring in the fall of 2014, I was a bit hesitant. I was in a great place at work, I’d wanted to put savings aside for the process and life was great. I did agree to start the adoption process with Chris in December as the paperwork takes a while. By February we were adopt ready and I was getting the ‘itch’ to have a baby again – it amazes me how fast it can come on. Too bad we were told it would take longer this time around.
At the end of February I received a phone call through our Canada Adopts online profile from a birth mother due in 2 weeks. She lived in another province so I needed to call an adoption practitioner with experience adopting out of province. To make a long story short, this adoption didn’t work out and while on the phone with the adoption practitioner to discuss it she asked if we had one of our adoption profiles we could send her. She wanted to present us to a couple the next day. We felt like it was a long shot and perhaps her just wanting us to feel hopeful again. Normally birth couples pick an adoptive couple within a couple of days so after 2 weeks of not hearing anything we figured they had either changed their minds or chosen someone else.
Fast forward to March 24th – I’m at a pub with my best friend enjoying a nice big glass of wine when at 10:00pm my phone rings. It’s the adoption practitioner. She asks if we’re really adopt ready and when we leave for Florida. We were leaving that Friday (3 days away) to have one last trip before Jackson turned two. The bizarre thing about it was that was exactly what had happened with Jackson’s adoption – we had a trip booked to Florida when we heard the news we’d been chosen. She said the birth mom of the couple we were presented to was in labour and while we hadn’t been chosen officially, she was pretty sure we were the top choice.
I run home and wake Chris up to tell him. Chris is pretty out of it when he’s woken up and didn’t really understand haha. He had thought the birth couple had chosen a different route. It wasn’t until the next morning that he started asking questions.
The official phone call came at 2pm on the 25th. Zachary had been born on the 24th and we were officially chosen [insert happy dance combined with holy cow we are about to be parents of 2 boys, 23 months apart]. The next step was to drive to Ottawa on the Thursday to meet the birth parents and make sure they did want to move forward with us. We were all set to cancel Florida but everyone wanted us to take the trip, especially since Jackson had asked ‘airplane day?’ every day that week. Talk about a chaotic 10 hours – we had to find a sitter for Jackson, take the dog 40 minutes away to where he was staying while we were in Florida, finish the laundry, pack for Florida, tie up the loose ends at work so we could go on vacation, tell my boss our news that I could be leaving work in just a couple of weeks (gulp!) and think of baby boy names (the last one was the fun part!). The good thing about the adoption process is the adrenaline you get and not needing to sleep. Plus, why not start to get ourselves prepared for little sleep with a baby right?!
The meeting with the birth parents went really well. They’re amazing people and we instantly felt a connection to them. It was definitely a nerve-wracking process still as you don’t want to say the wrong thing or do anything to have them change their minds and the whole time you’re worried they will. The interesting thing we learned was one of the reasons they picked us was because we are in an open adoption with Jackson and they saw how happy he looked in our pictures. They also liked that we travel. We then drove back to Toronto Thursday night, Chris drove the babysitter across Toronto to her house and I finished packing.
Needless to say Florida was a much needed break and great to spend some last one-on-one time with Jackson before becoming a big brother but it was also a very nerve-wracking week. Birth parents sign adoption consents 7 days after the baby is born and then have an additional 21 days to change their minds. We were still in the early days with a long road ahead.
This time the adoption waiting period was absolutely brutal. I can’t imagine what the birth parents go through during this whole process and in our case some second thoughts on their end were happening. Because of all the uncertainty and having Jackson at home, Zachary stayed in an extremely loving foster home in Ottawa until the waiting period was up. We did get to go visit him and received email updates with pictures.
During this waiting period, our lowest low of our two adoptions happened. We were going to see Zachary for a 2nd time when we were told it might be best to drive back to Toronto from Ottawa as things weren’t looking good. Chris and I were devastated, especially as there had been a possibility we would bring Zachary home that day, had all our gear in the trunk and had told Jackson about ‘Baby Zack’ coming home so he’d be prepared (luckily he hadn’t come on any trips to Ottawa at this point). We got into the car and started a somber drive home…….for about 20 minutes and then pumped the tunes and sang and danced (well I chair danced, Chris does air drums) and knew that if it’s meant to be, it will be.
Sure enough, after two more grueling weeks it was meant to be. We drove to Ottawa the day the waiting period expired with our fingers and toes crossed that our phones would not ring with bad news and they didn’t (yippeeeeee!). On Thursday, April 23rd, with Jackson, we went picked Zachary up and brought him home with us.
Having Zachary in our lives was worth every minute of the process and we couldn’t be more in love. Jackson is the best big brother and we are so blessed to be lucky enough to have such two amazing boys so close in age. Everything really does happen for a reason.