Yesterday marked one year since we received "the call"...in adoption world this is highly anticipated phone call from your family coordinator who shares the amazing, joyous, life-changing news that "You have a referral for you. He a 5-month-old baby boy and his name is Tarik." That isn't exactly what she said...but close enough.
Although I can't remember our coordinator's exact words, I do remember everything else very vividly...being at work in the Girls' Dorm at 7am, my heart beating out of my chest, my cracking voice, being out of breath, wanting to race to the computer to see the picture and profile she had sent us, trying to concentrate as girls asked me questions and said good morning as they left for school, waiting, waiting, waiting for my hubby to be finished at the Boys' Dorm so we could finally, FINALLY, see the face we had been waiting to see for...well...since we had been trying to start a family (about 4 years at the point I think).
Oh, well, that little face just woke up and is babbling in his crib, so I need to wrap it up.
Anyway, you know the rest of the story. God did His work and Beniam is here with us, a happy, healthy, treasured member of TeamReno. Thank you Lord! You are kind!
The first photo we saw of B is in a Word doc so I can't post here. But here is an early photo of him.