I was an RN in the NICU when a little boy was born who was being put up for adoption. I tried finding him a home with two parents. Everyone that we asked had the same reply "If he was normal, I would take him." You see, Noah was born with Down syndrome and a possible heart problem. I wanted to adopt him, but the adoption fees were too high.
One Sunday, my family and I went to eat lunch and my grandmother told me that she had the money for the adoption. It covered everything, but $100 dollars. In church that night, I felt like God was telling me that everything would be fine. The next day, my mom contacted a lawyer’s office to see if a single woman could adopt. The birth mom wanted to meet me first. We set up a meeting that afternoon. We talked for a while and I heard her story.
At that time, he had two weeks left in the NICU. I had a little time to get a nursery prepared. My mom and I went shopping for a few things. We met my dad later that night to eat supper when I received a phone call from the birth mother. My heart was pounding. I didn’t know what she was going to say. I was afraid she would tell me that she didn’t want me to adopt him. She had just gotten a phone call from the NICU doctor and he said he would be able to come home in two days.
They had no idea about my decision. I was just so excited and had to see him that night. My mom and I went to see him in NICU and told everyone there what I was planning on doing. They were all so excited for me. His nurse that night said when she left that morning; he still had IVs and wires everywhere. He had a tube going into his nose for his feedings because he would not drink from a bottle. He was also in an incubator because he wouldn’t maintain his temperature outside of it. When she got to work Monday night, he was in an open crib, drinking out of a bottle, and did not have an IV or extra wires anywhere. She said he improved so quickly because he knew he found a home that night.
I believe this is God showing me that all things are possible if you just believe in Him. We went to the lawyer’s office Tuesday and signed the papers. I brought him home Wednesday in a borrowed car seat. I took him to church that night and let my church family meet and pray for him. The adoption became final September 12, 2006. He is a smart, happy, healthy little boy and I am blessed to have him in my life.