11/29/2011

Upside Down


Things are a little Upside Down, and we are doing really well!  


Nichole, Mica's birth mother, signed a Designated Surrender of parental rights on Monday.  (Designated meaning she named Kevin and me specifically, and surrender meaning she relinquished parental rights, pending any interaction with Mica's biological father.) 

Mica, Kevin and I will be appearing in court this Thursday to acknowledge the Surrender and to begin the ICPC  process, which allows us to take Mica from Illinois back to Michigan.

We thank you for your prayers for all paperwork to move expeditiously from and to whom it needs to flow, that IL and MI ICPC offices approve and pass on the paperwork quickly and that we get to go home sometime early next week.

I'm so excited to go home, hopefully SOON!  In the meantime I'll suffer through exploring the city with sweet baby Mica!  LOL!

Micah 7:7 (The Message)
 7But me, I'm not giving up.
   I'm sticking around to see what God will do.
I'm waiting for God to make things right.
   I'm counting on God to listen to me. 

Lyrics from Upside Down by Jack Johnson:
Who's to say
What's impossible
Well they forgot
This world keeps spinning
And with each new day
I can feel a change in everything
And as the surface breaks reflections fade
But in some ways they remain the same
And as my mind begins to spread its wings
There's no stopping curiosity

I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
I don't want this feeling to go away

Blessings to you all.
In love,
Deanna

11/22/2011

God of this City


My cousin Dana is in Pattaya Thailand, and here is her blog named "Beautiful Feet."  
Today she writes about this song:
You’re the God of this city 
You’re the King of these people 
You’re the Lord of this nation 
You are 
You’re the Light in this darkness 
You’re the Hope to the hopeless 
You’re the Peace to the restless 
You are 
There is no one like our God 
There is no one like our God 
For greater things have yet to come 
And greater things are still to be done in this city 
Greater thing have yet to come 
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Inspiring.  

11/19/2011

Waiting is the Hardest Part


We are so blessed to share Russ and Alessandra's apartment here in Chicago!  This neighborhood is awesome and walkable.  The apartment is cozy.  Russ' cooking is fabulous.  We are enjoying the little (but big) things in life: laughing at Mica's silly faces, making Play-Doh hotdogs with M.  Living in the present.  And we will be taking a trip to Trader Joe's in a few minutes with TWO children!

We still have no idea how long we will be in Illinois.  Mica's biological dad is considering whether or not he is supportive of the adoption plan.  So we wait.  Yet we fully embrace the present.  We pray for him.  We pray for Mica.  We pray for M and her comprehension of a thing as tough to "get" as this!

We give it up to God over...and over...and over.  Which most of the time isn't hard to do with a joyful four-year-old and a cuddle-bug eight-day-old.

Kevin arrived here last evening and will head back home on Monday.  So my world is even more complete with him here.  I breathe a little easier with my partner close by.

When I feel afraid, want to pull-in and protect, I breathe (sometimes cry) and sing this song:

Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord
We will wait upon the Lord
We will wait upon the Lord

Our God, You reign forever
Our hope, our Strong Deliverer
You are the everlasting God
The everlasting God
You do not faint
You won't grow weary
  
You're the defender of the weak
You comfort those in need
You lift us up on wings like eagles

We thank you, dear friends and family, for your prayers of support, your emails, texts, thoughts, Facebook posts, likes, cards and much more!  Knowing you care and support us makes this dichotomous situation more manageable.  We love you all and are so blessed to be a part of an amazing community.  Thank you.

11/16/2011

Thanksgiving

We are enjoying our time in Chicago!

It is wonderful and comfortable to be at Russ and Alessandra's apartment.  My mom and M arrived on the train today and are staying for 11 days.  Kevin  will be arriving on Friday to stay the weekend.  My dad will arriving via train next week.

Mica is simply splendid.  Little cuddle bug, eating lots, opening his eyes more and more.  The cutest little sideways yawns you've ever seen.

Nichole is doing as well as can be expected, I think.  My emails with pictures and little stories aren't getting to her, so I'm working on setting up an alternative method for us to digitally communicate frequently.  I miss her a lot.  She says she takes comfort in knowing how well Mica is doing.

After eleven days apart, M and I had lots of quality time today touching, hugging and kissing...and dancing, spinning and singing.  My mom cuddled with Mica for hours on end, caressing, loving, praying.

We have heard hopeful news that our case workers and lawyers plan to finalize the adoption in Illinois within the next two weeks and then we wait for the ICPC paperwork to clear both IL and MI.

And in the meantime, we get to enjoy splendid time together in THANKSGIVING!


11/14/2011

Get ready Chitown...here we come


Sweet baby Mica is amazing!  Doing baby things:  sleeping, eating, peeing, cuddling...  :)

The not-so-great news is: We are running into some legal and logistical issues regarding his adoption.

We are overjoyed at his birth, but this adoption may likely be a long and potentially tenuous road. (Sorry, we can't disclose more detail.)  

The plan as of 7AM today (Monday) is that I will leave the hospital sometime today with Mica and stay in Chicago at my brother and sister-in-law's home.  Mica and I may be there for more than six weeks.  

We hope and pray that today's paperwork process goes smoothly and quickly.  We pray for strength and peace of mind for Nichole.  We pray for my four-plus hour drive to Chicago with a three-day-old baby to go smoothly.

M and my mom are planning on joining us in Chicago this Wednesday; SSSOOOO excited for that!  Kevin hopes to go back and forth as well.

We do trust that God knows whats best for Mica, and we hope and pray that his place is with us!  

Please pray with us that all issues are resolved swiftly and decisively for his adoption.

Micah 7:7 (The Message)
 7But me, I'm not giving up.
   I'm sticking around to see what God will do.
I'm waiting for God to make things right.
   I'm counting on God to listen to me. 


Blessings,
Kevin, Deanna, M and Mica

11/11/2011

Introducing...

It's a boy!
Mica Marteen (spelling still being decided upon) 
8#
21"
Born 12:56pm
Mom and baby are doing great!
So are Kevin and I!



11/09/2011

It's a Boy!

This might have been the longest day in history. 
Highlights:

1. Nichole had an ultrasound.  It's a boy!

2. C-section is schduled for Friday at noon!

3.  I'm going to bed.  'Night all!

"Let choice whisper in your ear and love murmur in your heart. Be ready. Here comes life." -Maya Angelou

11/08/2011

Miles to Go Before I Sleep

The visit today with Nichole went better than I could have ever hoped.  I drove, we walked, we ate lunch, we talked, we listened.  We asked questions.  We laughed, a little. 

Nichole is beautiful, in personality and in appearance. She is steadfast.  Decided.  Serious.  Interested.  Curious.  Exceptionally strong.

A couple of minutes into the car ride, I blurted:  "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.  Not to embarass you."   She said: "All of my kids have my eyes."  I just smiled.

Three and a half hours later I was talking to Kevin on the phone, as I drove back to the B&B.  I quietly said: "I'm starting to think that this might actually happen."  Immediately I catch my breath as I remember that I could drive home with an empty baby carrier in my backseat. 

That said, after my solo (fabulous paella) dinner at the local Mexican restaurant, I locked my car doors, parked away from light posts, and sobbed.  Dug around in my dark car for tisses and wept. 

I wept in light of Nichole’s courage.  Her faith in us.  Her hope for her child.  For the crappy, ugly, real, evil twin to adoption: relinquishment.  The overwhelming brokenness that it represents.  For the dichotomy of hope that we might actually adopt this baby, and the searing pain of loss.

I wept because this adoption story (if it continues and results in signed papers 72 hours after the baby's birth, and a permanent placement of the child in our home), is owned by this sweet, swimming, peaceful child.  No wonder s/he is stubborn in making an appearance.

I wept because according to plan, Nichole will go home without a baby carrier in her backseat.

It rained all day.  How apropriate.

I pray for God's continued hand to guide this story, we souls dancing together in this solemn, joyful waltz.  That we courageously help this child embrace, and never forget, the love that we all have for him/her. 

11/07/2011

I was Born in a Small Town

Waiting.


Ready.

Unbelievably excited.  Cautious.

I'm cozied up in a beautiful B&B in small-town Illinois, eight hours from our home in Michigan, scheduled to meet at 10am tomorrow, in person, for the first time, the woman who has chosen our family to be her child's family.  She is a mom; she plans to make me a mom again.

Mindblowing.

Together we wait for her to go into labor or for her doctor to schedule a c-section.

This sure is one small town, with small-town welcome like none other.  My B&B host went to college in my hometown and has a son and daughter-in-law who adopted domestically.  She is elated.  (I find that I feed off others' excitement, as I'm simultaneously elated and protected, mentally and emotionally.)  I feel right at home here.  It reminds me of my hometown.  (BTW, these pics are not really from this B&B or this town.)

Here's what's happened so far.  And, no, we don't yet know the baby's gender.  And for those of you that are itching for details, Hello, can you say LONG blog post ALERT!  (If you don't want a TON of detail, just skim to the bottom.)

11/1/11.  Tuesday.  I heard about this adoption situation on site kinda like Facebook, dedicated to connecting home-studied families with adoption agencies.  I emailed the agency for more information, knowing the mom was due that same day.  No, she hadn't had the baby yet and wasn't matched with a family.  We knew the mom was in IL; its closeness appealing to us as we hope for an open adoption situation.  (PS.  I seriously didn't know Illinois was so BIG!)

11/2/11.  Wednesday.  Kevin and I talked about this situation and it looked great to us for many reasons.  We decided we'd cautiously move forward, just taking one step at a time. I called the agency that completed our home study (Adoption Associates Inc.), asking if they'd be willing to FAX our home study to another agency.  I got a "sure! tomorrow?" response and our case worker gave me welcome advice on some good questions to ask the agency.

11/3/11.  Thursday.  I completed and emailed the agency's preliminary application, telling them we were interested in the situation in IL.  AAI faxed over our home study early Thursday morning.  That afternoon the agency presented more (not personally identifiable) detail to me about the mom and baby.  All systems were go from our perspective, so they presented us to the mom.  The mom thought about it (us) overnight.  I surprisingly slept peacefully.

11/4/11.  Friday.  Early Friday afternoon I got a call that the mom wanted to take the next step have a phone conference.  We began that phone call 15 minutes later and talked for about a half hour with agency facilitation.  Soon thereafter the agency called to say we were an official match!  The mom had made an adoption plan for her child with our family!

Kevin and I told our colleagues, friends, and our parents. I notified Human Resources regarding FMLA, found out that my mom was willing to retire two weeks early to care for M while we were in IL, and I ran to the bank for a wire transfer.  Friday evening we freaked out.  Went our for dinner with M and went to bed early.

11/5/11. Saturday.  We dug baby clothes out of the garage attic.  We drank too much coffee.  We put the car seat in our car. We explained the situation to M.  Sent cautiously excited emails notifying friends, family and church.  We talked, planned, asked questions and prayed for the mom and baby.  We researched organic formula and bought dye free diapers (boy those have come down in price since M's birth!).

We were very pleased to find out that the mom is interested in meeting us prior to the baby's birth.  And we are overjoyed that she wants us to be involved at the hospital.  We went out for a very late dinner with friends who have adopted and listened, learned and asked a lot of questions.

11/6/11.  Sunday.  We decided that I would go to IL right away to meet Nichole.  Kevin will join me as soon as a c-section was scheduled or labor has begun.  I talked with Nichole for a bit that evening.  Nicole is articulate.  Cautious.  Very thoughtful.  Determined.  Honest.  Funny.  Tired.  She said she is nervous.  I assured her that we are too; this is a first for all of us.  We had dinner with other dear friends that have adopted and floated baby names to them, with no firm decisions made.

11/7/11.  I worked some today, getting my projects handed off to my team; preparing for (at least) six weeks of FMLA leave.  I ran three miles.  I talked with Nicole and let her know that I'm here, in the small same town as the hospital in which she will give birth.  A dear friend, Amy B., drove 2 1/2 hours from my hometown to visit me, just for the evening.  She gave me a mug that says: "Keep calm and carry on."  Praying for that, yes!  Bless you, friend!

Here is the plan so far, for those of you that are curious.  (Most points are subject to change.)

My mom is arriving on Amtrak tonight to care for M while we are both away.
I'm meeting with Nichole tomorrow morning to visit, go out for coffee or lunch.
Nichole's baby is 41 weeks along today.
We'll go to her doctor appointment on Wednesday.  If she hasn't begun active labor by Wednesday, they will schedule a C-section, but we don't know when.
Nichole has asked us to choose the baby's name.  (No spoiler here!)
If all goes as planned with Nichole beginning the legal process at 72 hours after the baby's birth, I will stay with my brother and sister-in-law in Chicago until the ICPC paperwork has been completed, which could be up to fourteen days.  Then home to MI.

More to follow soon!

Blessings to all and to all a goodnight.