I have some news that you probably never thought you’d hear again from us. We think we’re going to have a baby. An adopted one this time. A girl this time. You’re expecting another grandchild!
I was inspired by having a mother who had her last baby at only about a year younger than I am now. (I thought that since menopause hasn’t hit yet, God also thought that I wasn’t too old for a baby. A friend said, “Oh great! So John gets to adapt to a new baby and menopause at the same time!)
Her birth parents are African American. We have given much thought to this, and probably have thought a lot about most of the same questions that come to your mind. Let’s talk about it whenever you want to. This is a child whose birth mother has chosen against abortion. I have longed for years to be pro-life in this way. Now a beautiful little girl needs a home and a family, and to have a grandmother who loves and enjoys her will be an immeasurable gift for her.
I’m so excited I’m hardly good for anything, and it’s only getting greater! Barnabas and Abraham are really eager, even thought it means moving into the same bedroom.
Please pray for the little girl that we hope will be our daughter. And please pray for us. It’s an amazing, mind-boggling thing to decide to be parents to a baby now when we are an age more likely to be grandparents. We’ll need booster talks from you along the way, I expect!If you have any thoughts or questions that you want to talk about, or just want to think out loud, please call us.I love you,Noel
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Posted by Noel at Wednesday, November 04, 2009
(Orphan Sunday, 11/8, makes me think of our adoption story, which begins here.)
Part 6 (preview!)
Today is my mother's 88th birthday.
You already know the end of our adoption story, don't you? We adopted. So it won't be a spoiler if I skip ahead a couple of episodes so I can recount how Mother responded when we told her we were hoping to adopt . . . a girl . . . a little African-American baby.
Here are excerpts from the email I sent her:
I emailed instead of calling to give her time to process the unexpected information before we talked. I wasn't sure how she'd respond to the idea of transracial adoption. But the email had hardly had time to land in her inbox before my phone was ringing.
"What's all this 'let's talk about it' business? This is wonderful news. I can't wait to run down the hill and tell Pamela. A new granddaughter! I can't wait!"
I love you, Mother. Thank you for welcoming with love every one of the grandchildren God has given you.
(to be continued)
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