We were wandering on the second floor of the Air and Space Museum in Washington D.C. when my phone rang. It was our case working explaining that we had been picked by a birth mom. Not only this, but that the baby was already born! She was a healthy baby girl with beautiful brown skin. When we thought about who the Lord would bring we always saw a little girl.
Our hearts were flooded with peace. In the depths of my soul I knew she was the one we had been waiting for. We flew home that night eager to move forward in the process.
The conference call was bright and early with our adoption case worker, foster care case worker, maternity case worker, and us, the hopeful parents. They briefed us on birth stats and birth mom history. Nothing gave us pause, only peace remained. Our agency wanted to give us time to pray about it, but we knew the answer.
Since Caleb and I took the conference call from different locations it did feel right that we should see each other face to face before calling the agency back and saying yes. We decided to meet at Buy Buy Baby to make it official. We bought the car seat, then ate a quick lunch together confirming that the answer was of course, yes.
I talked on the phone with Cora’s foster mom. Since Cora didn’t have an immediate placement she was placed by CHFS into a loving and godly home for the “in between.” I wanted everything to be the same. We bought the same formula, bottles, blankets and pacifiers. Even the bath soap was the same. Her foster mom sent us pictures and for the first time we saw our little angel. She was lovely, absolutely lovely.
That night we gathered around our dinner table and while we prayed Caleb slipped some diapers in the middle of the table. Shepherd was the first to notice them. We told the kids that God had answered our prayers with a little girl and that we would pick her up the next day. They all cheered. The rest of dinner was spent discussing names and room arrangements.
I can’t remember if the drive felt long or short. It felt important and weighty. We still hadn’t settled on a name, but the kids had. “Cora” was their favorite from the start. Caleb and I loved Josephine which means “May God increase”. Charlotte joined us to pick up her sister. She kept saying, mom, “It’s Cora Josephine”. We wanted to see her little face first to make sure it fit.
We met at the adoption agency. We walked into the waiting room and saw her dear foster mom holding our daughter. In unison we all said, “Ahhhhhh…” and ran to hug them. We stood there staring at her and embracing. What a moment. Yes, Cora Josephine was indeed her name. We held her for the first time, fed her, changed her diaper, and learned as much as we could from her foster mom who already had that precious baby waking up only 1 time in the middle of the night at 12 days old. And all God’s people said…Amen.
Yes, she handed us a perfect baby, our baby. Our family felt whole. Cora’s entrance to our family was just like her, bright and beautiful. And it was just like the Lord to bring His good gifts at just the right time. He is never in a hurry, never worried He’ll be late, but does everything as He pleases, in complete perfection.