She chose us to raise a piece of her.
The day Truman entered this world truly started the day before! His birth mom Jamie had an appointment and she was gracious in allowing me to attend. She had changed clinics with only a few weeks left in her pregnancy because she wanted me as involved as possible and her previous doctor/hospital was not supportive of her hospital plan. I quickly realized Jamie was a “take the bull by the horns” type of girl! She knew what she wanted for her little boy and having me there was part of that. (I know, she’s amazing, right??)
Back to her appointment! I was always nervous to see her because as the potential adoptive parent you worry you will say the wrong thing. I could tell the week before the stress and anxiety of life was weighing heavy on her, so much so that her blood pressure was climbing higher each week. This appointment was no different, her blood pressure was really high and Elissa (her midwife) said it was “GO TIME!” In this moment it took all my effort to not leap for joy and smile ear to ear because it was not lost on me that Jamie was about to go down a road that she knew she wouldn’t turn back from. The balance of wanting her to know how excited I was and being sensitive to her is the hardest place I have ever had to walk.