At 4pm, the secretary at work said my husband was on the phone and it was urgent. (Our house had been burgled while we were away and I thought perhaps it had happened again). I grabbed the phone and our conversation went like this:
Steve: “The agency called. Our son has been born”
Terri: “But we ordered a girl!”
Steve: “er yes er and he’s white”
Terri: “But we ordered a coloured baby”
Steve: “er yes er and he’s very premature and sick so we don’t have to take him”
Terri: “What? Of course we’re taking him!! When? Where? How? He’s mine!!”
It was the most bizarre conversation ever! He told me that the social worker had explained to him that the biological mum had chosen us from our profile. She’d wanted an open adoption and had requested to meet us well in advance so that we could get to know each other and so that we could be in the delivery room with her in December. Unfortunately, she became very ill and the baby boy had to be delivered 2 months early by emergency C Section.
We arrived at the hospital 2 hours later and were met in the reception by both social workers. They explained that the baby was in ICU and very weak. He weighed 1.4kg, he was on a ventilator and the doctor had picked up a few problems. It was really too early to say what the outcome would be. We could still change our minds. Did we have a good medical aid as this was a private hospital? Did we want to proceed? Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!
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