The Phone Call

After I chose R. and J. for perspective adoptive parents the next step is a phone call. This call scared me to death. What do you say to someone you have never met, but they are an vital part of the most important thing that you will ever do in your entire life. It's rather daunting to say the least. I knew when they would be call, what day it would be and I just sat by the phone staring at it, all day. Finally, in the early evening around six or so the phone rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I slowly answered the phone with my heart in my throat and could barely mutter a hello. For about 5 minutes it was very awkward on both my and J.'s parts, but before we both knew it, two and a half hours had passed and it seemed as though I had known her for years and that she was already a part of my family. I spoke to R. for only a couple of minutes, but you know men, it takes them longer to become friends. I had this exhaustive list of questions that I wanted to ask J., but the more I spoke to her the less important that list meant to me. I was finding out about her as a person and what kind of character she had, and the interview style that I had imagined was not needed. Before the end of our conversation that lasted until almost 9:30 I knew that these were the parents for my beautiful little son. They were as perfect as I could ever dream of. I knew that they loved each other and would love Ryan just as much, and that was all that mattered. I just hoped that they felt the same way about me.