When It Is Right, You Know It

My in laws got their little girl. After twenty long years of waiting, after three ivfs and COUNTLESS cycles filled with that nagging hope, and not a single positive pregnancy test in all that time, they brought home a beautiful little girl from the hospital.

With a hospital stay, a wheelchair ride to the car, and the whole shebang.

They fought the fight but never thought it would matter--their dream would never come true.

After all that heartache, they won...

My heart is so, so happy for them. To see them with a little baby of their own, while knowing that they had given up the hope that they'd ever be parents, is an amazing sight.

To know that their names were suggested to the birth mom by no less than three people, all at separate times, which led the birth mom to contact them...out of the blue, is even more incredulous. She didn't want anything but a loving family for her baby.

She allowed my ILs to attend the doctor appointments and the ultrasounds.

She allowed them both in the room with her when she gave birth.

And when little A finally made her appearance, she gifted my SIL the first hold of this amazing little girl.

Only after my ILs had shared their moment with their new daughter did the birth mom want to hold her.

When she handed her back, she told them that she knows she made the right decision after seeing them together...

Ugh. It makes me tear up to think about that.

The birth mom gave them as much of the experience of being pregnant as you could get without actually being so.

The baby roomed with my ILs next door to the birth mom for their entire stay. The birth mom relinquished custody in the hospital.

She made it final when little A was three days old.

It will be an open adoption. The birth mom already has two other kids, and my BIL has made plans to take them to the movies to see the Cars2 opening. The ILs want Little A to know her other family. Her other family wants to know her, too. The birth family is comfortable that the ILs will make the final decisions on how much contact there will be between the families and when.

I am often angry with the universe for the injustice of the world. It pains me to know that some seems to so easily have it all while so many others have to struggle for everything they've got. It has made me untrusting and skeptical at times. It's also made me so appreciative when things work out the way I believe in my heart they should.

But this time?

This time I am so thankful. My heart is full.

The universe got this one right.