Getting Started with Adoption

Getting Started with Adoption

By Sarah Baker | May 10, 2013 | 10:33 AM

Learning about adoption was overwhelming. We contacted at least half a dozen agencies and read countless articles online trying to figure out where to start and what to expect. We were not only in distress about how long we had been trying for a baby, but then we learned that we could have anywhere from 6 months to several years on the waiting list for an adopted baby as well. Factor in the enormous price tag associated with agency adoption and we were dazed. Add that as we begun to verbalize we were considering adoption to others; we got all kinds of input. Some of it was amazing and helpful. Others only shared horror stories of adoptions gone wrong or questions of why we weren’t doing IVF like their friend, sister, cousin, neighbor did. We had to take some time and process this. Was it really what we wanted? Were we ready to have our lives changed? Having an older son already, were we really prepared to start over or did we just need something to help us with acceptance of our fantasy of being parents of two kids never happening?

Fast forward several months of just setting all the agencies paperwork aside and living life… we hopped back on the train to adoption and settled down and found the right agency for us. The agency we picked was a small agency located in Ohio that only dealt with Ohio birth mothers and Ohio adoptive families. Their cost was much lower than the national agencies and they had high placement rates with a wait time that averaged 18 months. They were very upfront about their outlooks and what we could expect. They made us feel like we COULD do this and we WOULD be parents again. Next up was learning what we needed to do to move forward. We needed to take 40 hours of adoption classes and schedule the dreaded home study.

Gaining My Perfect Family

Gaining my Perfect Family through Adoption

By Sarah Baker | May 09, 2013 | 04:25 PM

Today, I have two amazing sons. Isaac is 11 and Ezra is 4 months. The only difference, other than their age, is one is biological and one is adopted. I recently heard someone say they have four children; two are adopted, but they forget which two. I can relate to that. Ezra is indeed MINE. I see him no different than the child I gave birth to 11 years ago. After so many years of trying for a second child, I see him like a little miracle, but I don’t look at him and think he’s any less my child because I didn’t conceive and carry him.

Our adoption journey started 5+ years ago. Before we even began trying for a second child, we talked about adoption as an option since I had a very difficult pregnancy and dangerous delivery with Isaac. We decided to start trying to conceive anyhow. Each month I excitedly waited to see if I would be pregnant. The pharmacy must have loved seeing me coming to buy out their department of pregnancy tests and ovulation trackers on a regular basis. After a few years of trying we had doctors run tests and found out we were both near infertile and it would be a slim chance for us to ever conceive. Even IVF was ruled out. We turned back to adoption.

After much research on adoption agencies, cost, waiting time, infant verses child, etc. we were overwhelmed and put it on the back burner, but it never left our mind… so we started saving and bought a larger home so we would find motivation to expand our family. Eventually growing our family became an obsession and seeing pregnant women and babies caused us depression. We knew adoption was what we needed for our family to grow. We took the plunge in early 2012 and signed up with an Ohio agency out of Yellow Springs.