This personal essay by Sheri Rich is one in the six-part series about her family's amazing domestic adoption saga. A listing of the other installments appears at the end of each article.
I believe I found Emily through finding God first.
My special online friend Dina, whom I also met on the Expecting to Adopt board, sent me the Full Circle Adoptions Website about Emily. I owe Dina truckloads of gratitude.
At the site, Emily's birth mother admitted to heavy drug use. Otherwise she was identified only as a number on a Web page. Would this child be a crack baby? It seemed as if no one wanted her, and so she was placed on the Internet. My family and friends thought I had lost my mind when I contacted this agency and asked them to send our Dear Birth Mother letter for Emily. Why? Well, if you are planning on adopting, chances are that you'd like the baby to be healthy, right? My experience in prayer allowed me to move forward. I was no longer alone. I felt that God was with me on this path.
The agency urged me to research infant drug exposure and to contact our own pediatrician for more information. I did do the research, and it did not scare me away. If anything, I wanted this baby more. I was willing to take this leap of faith. This poor baby; how could no one want her? I knew with all my heart and soul that this was my baby. She needed me; she needed us. We wanted her to be a part of our family.
As we waited for a decision from this birth mother, I prayed. I realized it's okay to get down on my knees and pray out loud with all my heart. This experience was my first real awakening. God was working within me.
Then the news came: She chose us! This happened the day before we were scheduled to begin MAPP classes. We never went; there was no need. Isn't it strange how that happened?