A traditional pregnancy requires the stamina to bear morning sickness, swollen ankles, and invasive obstetric devices. Our “pregnancy” requires us to climb a mountain of paperwork, jump through many a governmental hoop, and endure invasive personal interrogation. Both paths to parenthood are a true labor of love… though to be honest, I think my bitty bones are more suited to conquer the latter.
We know the months ahead will be a lot of leg work. That’s just part of the process. But we also know that for every document we gather, every long government line we stand in, every cheesy hold music we listen to, every photocopy we create, signature we execute, notary seal we obtain, check we write, and trip to FedEx we make, we will be inching our way closer to our little girl. We already love her enough to handle all of this, and would even take on the morning sickness to boot.
Now that we’re barreling down the path, I can see how adoption could be so intimidating to a lot of folks. There is more detail involved than we ever imagined. Lots of balls in the air and even timing to try and predict in the midst of many unknowns. File a document too early and it may expire before making its way to China. But file a document too late and it may affect the expiration of completely unrelated paperwork. It is a juggling act to say the least.