Save The Cowboy 1 Summer 2016 | Page 6

Living Out Love Adoption Story A year and a half ago we began the process of international adoption. Today, I have so many feelings for anyone who has ever adopted internationally. To date, we have killed a forest with all of the paperwork and forms and all the paperwork and forms that were misplaced or not shared between departments. I have lost my marbles. More than once. Today. Thankfully, I keep finding them and trying again. I have felt incompetent in the international adoption world. I have wondered on several occasions if the people we have worked with during this process have felt I am incompetent in the international adoption world. I have wondered if they have felt me so incompetent that they wouldn’t even let us have children. I have hoped and prayed and pleaded that my parenting skills not be judged according to my ability to keep my coffee in my cup and off the piles of forms, documents, and paperwork. Did I say we’ve killed a forest? People have been downright horrible to us for adopting out of country and for fundraising. And many more dear humans have been so completely and utterly amazing and supportive in so many ways! Like, seriously. Uh. May. Zing. Lovie Weatherby Let me tell you the funniest part about this whole thing. When we first decided to adopt, we knew we would adopt internationally. We didn’t really care from which country. I am absolutely in love with Haiti. I have never been there, but I study it’s history and arts and culture. I look at pictures of Haiti’s beauty and slums and its people. So, I decided we would adopt from Haiti. ONE tiny, perfectly healthy baby girl. And off we go! We had barely gotten started in our process when something happened in the Haitian government that made the already long Haiti adoption process even longer. It went from 2-3 years from beginning to bringing baby home to 3-5 years-maybe never. I have a VERY short attention span. 2-3 years was already seriously pushing it for me to stay focused and complete the task at hand. 3-5 years-maybe never... Yeah...No...Do you even understand how many squirrel moments have the potential of happening in a 3-5 year time period?!?! So we met up with our person at our adoption agency to talk options. I have learned over the past couple of years to keep my emotions pretty steady and in check. BUT HOLEY CRIKEY! This whole process and stupid people and wonderful people and getting to meet our boys and having to let our boys return to China has gotten me on an emotional roller-coaster that just won’t stop! Last week we got some very definite news of it being just about time to go to China to bring those cutie babes home and I got so excited that I almost threw up! I was just grateful it was from excitement, and not stress, because it could have just as likely gone that way too, at that point. 6 www.SaveTheCowboy.com