WE ADOPTED A LITTLE BOY FROM KAZ IN AUGUST 2003 AND I IMMEDIATELY FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM FROM THE TIME I SAW HIS PICTURE ON A PHOTOLISTING. WE BONDED GREAT AND I COULDN'T IMAGINE LIFE WITHOUT HIM. I WAS IN THE DELIVERY ROOM JUST A COUPLE WEEKS AGO BUT NOT UNDER GOOD CONDITIONS. I DELIVERED OUR SON AT JUST 20 WEEKS AND HE WAS STILL. HE WAS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL AND WE ALSO LOVED HIM IMMEDIATELY AND SAYING GOODBYE WAS THE HARDEST THING WE'VE HAD TO DO. I HONESTLY THINK WE WOULD NEVER FEEL ANY DIFFERENTLY FOR ONE CHILD THAN THE NEXT NO MATTER ADOPTED OR BIOLOGICAL.

We are the adoptive parents of one beautiful little girl. She is fifteen months old and has been with us since she was two days old.

The good news- I have never delivered a baby, but seeing our little girl for the first time was incredible. It is etched in my mind forever. They escorted my dh and I into a little windowless room-then they wheeled in our daughter. It is the first time in my life that my breath was taken away. My husband and I began crying-she looked so beautiful (looking back, not so beautiful-I am a true mommy). I felt this powerful feeling that this was our daughter, that God had entrusted her to our care. The doctor gave us a five minute explanation of how to take care of her, but we didn't hear a thing (it would have been nice if they had given us a few minutes with her) They unwrapped her to show us her jaundice and belly button etc, like she was a used car. I picked her up, snuggled her and she stopped crying.

The bad news-Unlike after birth, after taking her home we were so nervous about bmom changing her mind. Each time the telephone rang, dh and I looked at each other and our hearts sank. Of course it all worked out, but not knowing if she would be with us from day to day for three months (pennsylvania law) was nightmarish. My sister had a baby one week after my daughter was born. I was in a store when I checked my voicemail at home. Her message was that she was looking at her daughter right now. I was reminded that she did not have to tiptoe around an agency or bmom and didn't have to worry that someone would come in and take the baby. She could relax and enjoy her. I had a breakdown in the middle of the store-sat on a toy box in the store, holding daughter and crying to husband on cell phone!!!

sorry for rambling, just taking a trip down memory lane. My daughter is of course the cutest little girl in the world and I love her with all my heart. I

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