We are deep in the paperwork right now. We're still figuring out a few things to finish our Adoptive Parent Questionnaire and we're working on getting everything together for the homestudy. It's not an optimal good time, but it's a means to an end.
One of the things I have been praying about is finding more friends with African American children. My best friend has four biological biracial children, but I really want to create more of a community for our future child.
A couple weeks ago I put a prayer request in at church. We have only been attending this church for about six months. I really love the church, but I still don't feel like we've found our niche within the church. Back to the prayer request: "As we enter the process of adoption, we ask for prayers for the expectant mother who may already be pregnant with the child who will be a part of our family." We put that it could be a public prayer request.
Yesterday, Matt got a call from a woman who saw the prayer request and wanted to get to know us. After a little bit of phone tag, I finally talked to her tonight. She adopted a biracial child ten years ago after struggling with infertility. She has gone on to have two biological children and a failed adoption. I am generally not a phone chatter, but I fought myself pouring out our story to someone I've never actually met. I've probably seen her in the halls of the church, and I think I've met her husband and daughter. It was exciting to hear about how well her open adoption has worked out. I look forward to getting to know them better. She also told me about a local group for families who have done transracial adoption. God sure knows how to answer prayers.