I always wondered why we just take one day out of the year to honor our mothers. I mean shouldn't everyday be Mother's Day? After all mothers do hold the most job titles of anyone -doctor, cook, teacher, psychologist, the list goes on and on. I am so grateful for my mom. She has taught me so much, and I would not be the mother I am today if it was not for her. So, thank you mom for putting up with me and being there when I needed you most. I hope you honor your mothers not just today, but everyday and pray for them and thank God for what they have taught you.
As I celebrate being a mother of two today, I look back at this time last year we never even thought Ellie would be here. Well 6 months ago to the day a phone called changed our lives forever. We had no idea. So here is the story of Ellie:
About 8 months ago we received an email from our social worker that was sent out to several families. The email told us about a white female and a black male that were due in October and where given the baby up for adoption. The birthmother had done drugs and was incarcerated for 3 months and had just been released. They would be showing profiles to him and her this week and needed to know who would be interested. Also, we had been informed a week earlier that the little boy Dan and I were adopting and the mother changed her mind a day later was being put back up for adoption, but they wanted a home with no other kids ( we were once again very hurt). Anyways, back to Ellie. several weeks went by and I just figured they had picked another family. Well I went to work on Monday and about 11 my cell phone rang and it was the social worker and she reminded me of the situation and that the baby had been born and tested positive for cocaine and opiates and they needed to know if we were still interested. I had to call Daniel and we had to make a decision right away. Oh, we didn't know about her because she is actually 1/4 Cherokee Indian and they had to have a tribal council to approve her adoption. Well obviously we decided to go for it, after all they were just showing our profile to them. WRONG! They had actually picked us, and wanted us to be the parents of their baby girl. To make a longer story short, we were told to come pick her up the next day. So we spent our last night of sleep putting up a baby room.
As many of you know the drugs made it a very difficult transition for our family. There were nights we would put her in the car at 2 and 3 am and drive around to get her quiet. We cried a lot, and learned to have more patience because we had to. Today she is perfect. She is one of the best babies and I could not have asked for more perfect kids.
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