Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

in love

i'm in love. with a little 7 month old baby. who is our son. today i finally got the email from our adoption agency saying that our pictures and video were ready. i immediately called brian and told him "go to AAC and get the pictures of my baby!" he said, "don't you mean OUR baby?" well of course. :)

i got the email at about 2pm and had already made plans to go for a 2.5 hour hike with my friend Jeanne. brian said there was no way he was going to wait for me to look at the pictures. that's ok, i suppose, as i didn't wait for him to look at our referral pictures. i totally get it.

so as Jeanne and i were walking toward Mt. Sanitas to begin our hike, i called brian to see if he had looked yet. he had. he informed me that in the video the baby looked "engaged" and was responding well to the people around him. he said they showed him the picture of brian and me and that the baby held it and stared at it and even tried to kiss it. how SWEET! he said it looks like he had gained weight (yay) and had more hair (yay again.) i asked him if the baby was wearing pink... and he replied that, yes, he was wearing pink pants... sigh! : )

brian had plans to meet some friends at the climbing gym at 6pm and i was contemplating joining them. i told brian to bring the computer with him so that i wouldn't have to wait even longer to see the updated pics of our son.

so at 6pm brian met me in the parking lot and sat with me in the car while i scrolled through the pictures and then watched the 7 minute video. it was a surreal moment. the first couple of pictures were from the side... when i saw the first head on photo, my heart jumped. he is so darn cute. his eyes are HUGE. his lips are round. and yes, he was wearing pink pants.

brian seemed really excited to share this moment with me. and he was right, the baby was very interested in our pictures. tears formed in my eyes when i saw him grab the pictures and hold them close. and i downright started crying when i heard his korean foster mom say over and over this is your umma and appa (mom and dad). i didn't notice her saying that until maybe the fourth time i watched the video. yes, i have to admit i've already lost count of how many times i watched it. it seems like each time i watch, i notice more things. i won't bore you with the details of all of my observations now... i'll save that for my next post!