Referral Day!

Our family of three the night of our referral!

I realize that our we received our referral over three weeks ago, so this post might seem a bit out of sync. However, I have been meaning to write about our referral phone call and just haven't sat down to do it until now. So here's how it went...

The night before our referral found Cale and I both with heavy hearts. We had trouble sleeping and had spent quite a bit of time that night talking and praying and crying (well, I did) because it just didn't seem like we were going to get our referral. Remember this post? Yeah, that's where I was at. The previous weeks I had not let my cell phone out of site because I felt like we could get the call at any moment. On that Friday, I didn't really care. I had resolved myself that it just wasn't going to happen so I went about my day like it was any other Friday.

Haven was taking a nap and I had just come in from outside where I had been working on my Beth Moore bible study "Esther". That day's lesson was so appropriate- about things that cause us great distress and the way we choose to not enjoy the rest that we have been given through Jesus. I came inside to look something up on the computer. I had just sat down on the couch when our home phone started ringing. I found that irritating because it booted me offline. So I'm sitting here waiting for whoever is calling to hang up so I can finish up on the computer when I hear through the answering machine the caller say "America World." I flew into the kitchen and picked up the phone right before the family coordinator hung up!

She said, "Kathleen? I have good news for you. This is your referral call!" To say I was stunned wouldn't begin to cover it. Thankfully I was standing next to the kitchen counter because my legs just about gave out. I replied, "Are you kidding me? Shut up! No way! Shut up!" She laughed at me and then asked how to get Cale on the phone with us. While she was conferencing Cale in I totally lost it. I just starting sobbing because I couldn't believe this was happening. When Cale came on the phone she told us all the information that she could about our sweet boy. I was furiously trying to write down everything she said because I didn't want to miss a word of it. I was thoroughly wrapped up in the moment. Always calm Cale had the wisdom to ask practical questions that I never would have thought of.

The family coordinator hung up and Cale and I were left on the line. We were shocked and all I said to him was that he better already be on his way home. We had always planned that after we got the call he would come home so we could open our email that included the baby's pictures together. He was walking out the door as we got off the phone.

Again, I just lost it! Crying so hard I could barely talk I called Amber. I hardly managed to get out, "We got the call!" She said, "WHAT????" And started sobbing with me! We were a wreck! We finally gained enough composure of ourselves so she could ask and I could answer all the pertinent questions. We were now laughing/crying because neither one of us could believe it! I called my mom and repeated this scenario. Cale was still not home and I had our referral email staring at me from our email inbox. I can not tell you the depth of self control required to not open it before Cale got here! Thankfully Haven woke up just then and distracted me for a few minutes. I greeted her from her nap with the good news! She jumped off the steps into my arms hollering, "Yay! Yay! Yay! My brother!"

Cale arrived home and we all sat on the couch to open our email. If we had been expecting our call to happen we might have been better prepared to document ourselves seeing our son's face for the first time. But we weren't! So in my mind I will always remember seeing his beautiful face for the first time and being completely overwhelmed that I was looking at my son. I, of course, sat and bawled in Cale's lap! It was an amazing moment.

Then the phone-a-rama started! Lots of calls to make and people to share our news with. I tried to call my brothers and sister-in-laws and no one answered the phone. On to a few friends and again with the voicemail. Serious buzz kill when I am jumping out of my skin with this news! Then of course everyone started calling me back at the same time. The next hour was so full of joy as we talked to family and friends and told them the good news. Haven kept wanting to tell people "the good news" and was mad when I told her I already shared it with them!

We were supposed to babysit the Wing kids that evening, but of course Amber refused to let us. So we decided to go out and celebrate with them instead. We took the kids to Chick-fil-a and walked around the "arburritos" (or the arboretum, you decide.) It was a fun night celebrating with good friends who were almost as excited as we were! We kept the celebration going by swinging by Matt and Traci's house to show them our boy's picture and recount the day's happenings. It was such a blessing to be able to share this day with people who have walked through this whole process with us!

We crawled into bed that night with M's picture on my nightstand, laughing at the difference 24 hours can make!

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the LORD. "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts."

-Isaiah 55:8-9