February 9, 2010

Scene Change

Filed under: Adoption, Newborn, Parentood, Preparation — adoptation @ 11:35 pm

On Monday morning, we were woken up around 9:30am not by a crying baby, but by a ringing phone.

“You’re cleared to go home. Congratulations!”

I was a little slow to comprehend, partly from lack of sleep but also because I’d assumed we were going to be staying put for quite awhile longer. Between my experience with other bureaucratic agencies and the snowstorm heading for the northeast, I’d mentally prepped for another week as guests in the southwest.

But no, we could go. I shook my wife awake, explained that there were no more steps—this was it—and we began planning our exit. Fifteen minutes later, we had a Monday evening flight booked. A little more than an hour after that, we were driving through some pretty tough rain, headed for the airport. And a few hours later…

…we were home. Really home. All three of us. As a family.

The flight had been mercifully empty, and arrived mercifully early. Our son hadn’t cried even a bit on takeoff or descent. The security people helped us through, and the airline folks even printed up a (free!) boarding pass just for our baby. Just a little more than half a day after the call that we were free to go, and we were in our house, with our baby.

I’d assumed that falling asleep that night would have been no more than my head meeting the pillow. But instead, I found myself overwhelmed with emotion. We’d been with our son for two weeks, but the scenes in which that took place—visiting the NICU in our sterile gowns, eating all of our meals in local restaurants and having the hotel staff clean up after us, placing the baby to sleep in an empty suitcase as we filled the hotel room with diapers and wipes and such—were too far off our accustomed center to feel real. But this night, in our bedroom, with our son sleeping in the crib just a couple of feet away, was very real. It was the real start of our real life as a real family of three, and I found myself so in love with my son and my wife and the new scene that had just opened up, that I was loathe to fall asleep and miss any of it.



  1. What a beautiful post. Congratulations on your new son! I’ve been peeking in and following along on your journey. My husband and I were blessed with a daughter through adoption in 2007 – and it is so fun to read about your experiences. And I assure you, it just keeps getting better and better!

    Comment by Maygy — February 10, 2010 @ 12:14 am

  2. Congrats on making it home! How wonderful to be under your own roof with your new family. Many happy wishes for the coming weeks!

    Comment by Nicole — February 10, 2010 @ 7:06 am

  3. So happy for you guys! What an amazing feeling that must be, enjoy these first few days at home together as a family, what a priceless time!

    Comment by Rebecca — February 10, 2010 @ 8:37 am

  4. Your post brought tears to my eyes-congratulations on being home with your little guy at last:)

    Comment by Anne — February 10, 2010 @ 9:17 am

  5. Thanks, everyone. We’re now all hunkered down in the snowstorm, enjoying an undisturbed day together at home!

    Comment by adoptation — February 10, 2010 @ 11:11 am

  6. Congratulations again! Truly a beautiful post.

    Comment by Leslie — February 10, 2010 @ 11:10 pm

  7. Thanks, Leslie. This whole experience is really bringing out the mushy me…

    Comment by adoptation — February 10, 2010 @ 11:25 pm

  8. It’s a beautiful thing, isn’t it? You’re a dad.

    Comment by deathstar44 — February 12, 2010 @ 12:38 am

  9. I know – and it’s even better than I’d expected!

    Comment by adoptation — February 12, 2010 @ 9:36 am

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