Wednesday, November 18, 2009
My husband and I adopted our son from Texas in November 2007. It was the happy ending to a long battle with infertility, because we'd done six IUI’s, six IVF’s and even tried donor sperm and donor embryos over a four-year period. Despite all of that suffering, we were happy to have gone through because it put us in the right place at the right time to adopt our son, Nathaniel. He was truly meant to be a part of our family.
We signed up with a San Antonio adoption agency in August 2007 and, the most amazing part of the story is that after four years of trying to have a family, we had only nine days notice before our son was born. It was the craziest, most exciting time of our lives as we rushed to put together a nursery and get our home ready for our child. We drove from Kentucky to the Texas panhandle nearly straight through (stopped to sleep just five hours), and we were there in time for the birth of our son on the morning of November 19, 2007. It’s fitting that National Adoption Awareness month falls at the same time as his birth.
We finalized his adoption eight months later, back in San Antonio. It was only a technicality, since Nathaniel was already our son, but it still made for the perfect happy ending to our long wait to become a family.