Examine Your Heart
stephanie | December 31, 2009In May of 2006, our family took a step we had been dreaming of for years. We began the journey to adopt a little girl (or possibly twin girls) from China. At the time, the whole process took approximately 9-14 months….it seemed like a lifetime in our minds. We excitedly planned our new baby girl’s name(s) and began to fill her closet. We hoped for a real beauty. We would dress her up, take her places and show her off to everyone we met. That was OUR plan, anyway….God had other plans.
Fast forward 2 years. We were still waiting, and not very patiently I might add. We had considered the Waiting Child program and had even looked at a child’s file, but felt we just could not handle having a Special Needs child. We just didn’t want to be saddled with medical bills, and the hassle of having a child with medical problems (I’m being very honest).
On Wednesday, July 30th, 2008, I listened to a very dear friend preach a sermon. He told the story of Kevin Carter, a journalist, who took a Pulitzer Prize-winning photo, and of his subsequent suicide (Google it). I thought it was such a cruel, sad story. What my friend said next though, just ROCKED MY WORLD. He talked about how we like to believe ourselves accepting of everyone and tell ourselves that we would do anything to help our fellow man, but when the opportunity arises, if it is not convenient or doesn’t fit into our “plan,” then we usually find some excuse not to do it. My friend had no idea that through him, God was speaking directly to me. Wasn’t the truth, really, that I didn’t want a Special Needs child because of the time involved (I may not get to go shopping as much), the expense, and “for Pete’s sake, what would people think?!” Wasn’t it, really, that I wanted what I wanted and wasn’t truly thinking of the child at all? I felt like God was saying to me, “How can you judge this journalist, when in a way, you are no better.” I was totally appalled at my own selfishness. If a child’s file came under my eyes, and I was able to make a difference in that child’s life, and DIDN’T because of my own shallowness, wasn’t I then responsible, in part, for that child’s plight in life?
I was very ashamed of my lack of compassion, and I told my husband that I would call Great Wall in the morning and ask them for the file of the youngest child, girl or boy, and would not specify physical condition. I had always felt especially repulsed with the look of a cleft lip/palate for some reason, and had at one time, told my husband I would consider any minor correctible need, but not that one. I called GWCA the next morning and spoke with Leigh Anne. She told me she had an 18 month old baby boy. What was his disability? You guessed it… bilateral cleft lip/cleft palate. She also said he had a “saddle-nose.” Fifteen minutes later, I received the file and opened it to find the sweetest face I had ever seen. I didn’t understand why Leigh Anne had said he had a “saddle-nose.” It didn’t look that way to me. Long story short, after waiting 2 years for our “perfect little girl,” we applied for this little boy on July 31, 2008 (my birthday) and received him into our arms on October 13th, 2008. That day will always be one of the very best days of my life.
While in China, we had the chance to meet a beautiful baby girl with quadriplegia cerebral palsy. She had a beautiful face with a gorgeous dimple. She was 4 days younger than our baby. We admired her, congratulated her new parents and wished them the best. Then we totally focused on our new little one. The love we felt for him could have been no more than if we had given birth to him ourselves. He was beautiful, charismatic, and very intelligent! We named him Elijah.
By the summer of 2009, Elijah had gone through 3 surgeries to repair his clefts, with more scheduled down the road. The plastic surgeon told us he had fixed Elijah’s nose “so it wouldn’t be spread all over his face.” I remember thinking “What do you mean ‘spread all over his face’?!?” This surgeon is a good, honest and wonderful man, and I knew he meant no offense, so I held my peace and let it go. I couldn’t figure out why people kept commenting on how good he looked after his surgery. He looked no different to me. Well…….just recently, I was going through some photos we took of Elijah in China. I could not believe it! His nose really WAS spread all over his face! He DID have a “saddle-nose”….. I just couldn’t see it. They say “Love is blind,” and in my case… it truly was.
Remember the little girl we met in China? Through a series of miracles, in September, 2009, we were blessed to have her join our family. Now I have my “twins”…though not exactly the way I had planned it. Although she is disabled, she is as smart as a whip! I am amazed at her level of cognition. She has already proven that she can walk and her prognosis is excellent. Our lives are now filled with therapists, physicians and specialists of every kind. We travel many miles a week to appointments, but you know, it’s OK. People often ask me “How do you do it?” I tell them that sometimes I don’t. There are days when I’m not sure what day it is or even who I am. People tell us what good people we are (we hate that), we tell them, “Thank you, but no, we are not.” We are very undeserving of the blessings we have received in these 2 babies.
I am in no way indicting anyone else. I realize that not everyone is called to adopt Special Needs, but I would encourage you, if you are considering it, not to make the same mistake I almost made. Don’t close your heart to a child with needs other than “minor, correctible.” I am sometimes haunted by the thought of what would have happened to our babies, and the joys we would have missed, had we not put aside our fears and self-centeredness. Our babies’ physical bodies will never be perfect or unscarred, but they still hold a human soul. Our babies’ disabilities have not diminished their capacity to love us, and to accept love from us. They laugh at funny things and cry when they are sad, just like “normal” children. They play and take naps, just like “normal” children. By the way, who decided what is normal anyway? Examine your heart, pray about it, and if you feel called, step out on faith. You have no clue what you are missing! There may be little arms out there, though maybe not perfect ones, that are waiting just for you.
How did I get here? In October 2006, I applied to Great Wall hoping I would get accepted – agencies have a limited number of applications they can accept from single women. On December 5th I got a call (the first of many) Application accepted – the journey begins!!
On Wednesday, we went to the orphanage in Changshu. I got to meet her foster mother, I was happy to meet the “mother” who had been taking care of my baby. Jia was immediately excited about seeing her, but also conflicted – she went to her foster mother, then to me, and back again.
It’s been a year since we’ve been home and Jia is loving life and thriving! She has grown 6 inches and gained 7 pounds. Her speech is a little behind – her biggest struggle is the air/nasal sounds that she will have to learn to work around.
Our story begins many years ago when my wife and I met. We have both worked our entire careers in pediatric health care and loved children. We always discussed having a large family and our dream was to have four or five children. Fast forward many years and we have three amazing boys. Unfortunately, our last two pregnancies were very difficult on my wife. All the boys are healthy and just perfect, but the thought of having another long, complicated pregnancy was not on our horizon. We have always discussed adoption as an option for our family and felt this was the best time to move forward with this plan. In December 2006 we sent in our application to Great Wall. We completed our home study and dossier requirements and were logged in on May 29, 2007.
On 8/12/08 we filled out the waiting child application online. We looked at our already busy lives and made our “checklist” of special needs we felt we could truly incorporate into our daily routine. We were surprised to find the extensive list of needs that we felt would not really be a “need” affecting our daily lives. Once we were comfortable with our choices, we submitted our application with the mindset that it was out of our hands now. On October 25, 2008 (a Saturday!) we got a call from Stephanie at Great Wall telling us she had a child’s file we might be interested in reviewing. The file was for Lin Jia Jun, a 12 month old little girl with cleft hands and feet. We knew very little about this condition and we did not know what implications this would have on her fine and gross motor function. One look at her face and we were already in love!
On March 2, 2009, Maeve Jiajun Loehr joined our family. It was such an exciting time. She has meshed with our boys so well and we can’t imagine life without her. We quickly learned that not only can she walk, but she can run, jump, climb, skip, dance, tumble and just about any other thing she wants to do. She has had one surgery on her hands since coming home that required her to be in a cast for 3 weeks. At this point there is no future surgery planned. It is to the point that we have to *remind* ourselves that Maeve was once considered a special needs child. We love her so much that we no longer see anyone other than our beautiful daughter. Don’t get me wrong, we see her hands and feet everyday and know she will have to answer a lot of questions her whole life about them. It is frustrating, and we do wish she didn’t have to deal with that. At the same time we think, “If this is what it took for God to get Maeve into our family, then we wouldn’t trade her for anything!” Stephanie was correct, and it did all work out in the end and our child found us!
I was asked to share my experience with the special needs program and I readily agreed. We adopted our son Timothy from China in May of 2008. We started the adoption process wanting a healthy child and assuming we would probably get a little girl. After all the paper chasing was done the wait had gone from 6 months to over 3 years for a healthy child. I had thought about special needs adoption before and was always keeping my eye on the lists. I talked to my husband about it and we agreed that we would be open to a special needs adoption and started looking for a child. I tried to familiarize myself with some special needs and some medical terms. Our agency started a new photo listing of special needs children and I looked on it for a couple of months. Even though I didn’t see the child I thought was mine it did make me look at some conditions I wasn’t familiar with. One day when a new list came out I saw what I thought was a baby girl (he was dressed in pink & white). His special need was deformity of the feet. Something about this child immediately drew me to him. I made some calls to get better photos of his feet and then showed the little guy to my husband. He was about 10 months old at the time and my husband agreed he felt the same draw I had. We already had our dossier logged in and wanted to try to get this baby boy. It took all day to do what we needed to do but we got it all done. I don’t think we ever blinked an eye about knowing we wanted him. We had already been logged in since Oct. of 2006 and this was Jan. of 2008. We decided to keep this quiet until we knew we would be granted prior approval. That wait was agonizing because we were already so attached to this little boy. In the meantime I tried to gain more knowledge of his condition. We got lots of opinions but mostly “We can’t really say until we see him.” Somehow, we were able to take that leap of faith and be confident that this child was meant to be ours. It didn’t take long for us to get PA and then start getting ready to go get Chu Xin Shun from Xuzhou, Jiangsu Province, China.
Years ago, I was a Chinese linguist in the Army. At that time I was lucky, my instructors were such a wonderful group of ladies. They shared so much with me about Chinese culture and history. The class was even invited to their homes for special occasions.
A journey begins with just one step. Sometimes you are not completely sure where you are headed, but you know deep down inside you must take that step. This was very much the way we felt as we collected all our paperwork to complete international adoption. I wanted very much to have a daughter, my young son wanted very much to have a sister and my husband said, “Why not? What else do I have to do with my life that will mean as much?” So we collected papers, got fingerprinted (over and over again) and sent in lots of money on a dream that had no clear vision on how it would end.