It's official. We just received notice of our Adoption Hearing. We'll be adopting Moco at the end of this month.
The days of checking in with our caseworker will be gone. The fear that a bruise he received from being a typical boy will turn into a a child abuse investigation will cease. His asking if whether or not we are going to keep for another month will be answered (although, there are still days when we stop to think about it).
Small changes have begun to take place. He will no longer have a multitude of last names to choose from (he's been in 13 foster homes, and he would use whatever last name the foster parents had; which made school work fun). The three of us sit together to have talks and make decisions. He no longer fears the thought of being alone. He looks forward to the future and the thought of being with us until we die. (His words, not mine.)
Adoption is by no means an easy road. It's a very difficult one. The closer we have get to finalizing it, the more the kid throws tantrums. Testing us with every fiber in his being. He thinks "this will be one that sends me someplace else"...we think "how can he scream for 3 hours non-stop? what were we thinking with this kid?" The journey is by no means over. We've got plenty more road to travel. Now, whether it's going to a smooth or rocky one is the question.
2 comments:
Thanks for making me cry first thing this morning. I'm glad Moco will be here for good, I can't imagine life without him now.
Ditto on what Sandrine said. And for the name, I think he should add the name "rocky" or "peter parker" in there somewhere.
I'm glad he's here to stay!!
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