First things first. We’ve moved! YAY!
Daniel was offered a fantastic new job as a librarian at a beautiful city library in the central valley. We’ve been praying for this kind of opportunity to come along since Daniel completed his Masters in Library Science in 2009.
The process to the job was long. He applied in January, completed a mega supplemental questionnaire in March, did interviews #1 and #2 in April, and waited for the background check to clear in May. Finally in June, he had an offer and we had only two weeks to find a place to live, pack up our stuff, and move to California’s Central Valley! Luckily it all came together without too many bumps in the road!
We’re still adjusting to our new home. We moved in the middle of a heat wave, so we’re getting a dose of what the hotter end of the climate looks like here. Thank goodness for air conditioning and dry heat! =)
Daniel LOVES his job. He comes home everyday with a smile on his face and a bunch of wonderful stories and anecdotes to report. These guys were at his library the first weekend we moved there for a special event. I like to think it’s God’s way of telling Daniel, a hardcore Star Wars fan, that he truly belongs. Daniel was too shy to have his picture taken with them, but not too shy to insist I get one. *wink*
Now on to our other news…
In our excitement for the new opportunity, we made the mistake of making an assumption. We had never considered that our adoption process would be hugely impacted. We were wrong.
We thought, since our agency was a nationwide organization, that all we would need to do was update our file and home study with the local office where we were moving and we would continue to wait for a match. We did not anticipate the news that there would be no adoption services offered to our area and our file was now effectively closed. The eight months we spent doing paperwork, fees, screenings, interviews, training, and home visits and the 15 months we spent waiting for a match were all out the window. We were told we could start from scratch at another agency.
This was a horrible blow for us. At the very least we expected to be able to take our hard work elsewhere, but that wasn’t the case. To add salt to the wound, we received a wonderful email from a couple that had seen our profile on the agency website not long after we moved. They were interested in placing with us. The agency had neglected to take down our profile. When we asked the agency about it, they immediately called to inform the expectant parents that we were “no longer an approved couple”. I was physically sick.
In the days and weeks that followed, I only found peace after turning it all over to God. He had led us to this new place, and He must have a plan.
Although we weren’t praying for “a sign”, they started showing up anyway. “Become a Foster Parent!” fliers and billboards were popping up everywhere. There was an information booth at the farmer’s market and pamphlets at restaurants and stores. Apparently, there was a HUGE need for foster parents in the area we now call home. We had briefly considered Foster to Adopt before, but thought maybe we should wait until our second or third child to try. Maybe we were wrong to rule it out so soon?
After prayers, discussion, and more prayers, we decided to attend an information night for the county. It was a relief to find out that after just a handful of forms, a set of classes, and a just a few easy tasks (CPR/First Aid re-certification, Fingerprinting, and Medical Reports), they could take care of the rest and we would be on our way to welcoming a baby into our home for the first time in our lives. Having watched a friend travel this route, I know it isn’t easy to love a baby and work toward reunification with the family at the same time. But something in my heart knows that this is the right path. I’m willing to give all the love in my heart, “if only for a short time” as we are fostering.
A Soon to be Foster Momma,