So, I certainly did not think that I would be writing again so soon. When we last left our intrepid heroes, Matt and Becky had just mailed off their application to the adoption agency. We knew we were going to have to wait to hear back from them and I had promised myself that I wasn’t going to freak out until next Tuesday. On Tuesday, the agency would have had the week to look the information over and send a medical letter to Poland.
Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call yesterday at work from home. It’s rare for Becky to call me at work and it typically means something of import. To be quite honest, I thought that something bad had gone down – someone was sick or worse. For a moment, I considered that the agency had called to tell us that Poland didn’t want to play with us and we would have to start looking for another agency and country. I answered with some trepidation, “Hello?”
“We just got an email from the agency! We’re approved! We’re approved!” Becky sounded like she was about to explode. It took me a while to process exactly what she said. After a bit of explaining, I found out that we had gotten an email from our social worker that said that they had put our formal acceptance letter in the mail along with our contract to sign. Apparently Poland and our agency want to play with us! It suddenly feels amazingly real. Becky and I talked and decided that we would tell family and some close friends but we would hold off from making a grand announcement on Facebook or here.
Today brought another surprise and another phone call. Becky and I had both been about half afraid that we’d get an email or a phone call saying that the agency was terribly sorry but they had sent us the wrong email and they didn’t want to play after all. I answered the call and Becky was practically bouncing again. Today, she had just gotten off the phone with the owner and the operations manager at the agency. They called, saying that they never call families this early but that they had just reread our testimonies and wanted to call us because they were excited to be working with us and that they were looking forward to helping us find the child God has chosen for us. You can’t ask for a better team than that.
I think that the two of us are both still in shock. This is real. It’s going to happen, though perhaps not as fast as we’d like. Good things are worth waiting for and I can’t think of anything else quick so worthwhile. They say about 18 months is the average time from signing the contract to completion. It’s about the average gestation period for several species of whale, which should make Becky and her maritime ancestors happy. There’s so much to do soon. So many papers and work. For now, though, Becky and I are still grinning like fools and chanting, a la Sally Field, “They like us. They really like us!”