The Switch to Private

I couldn't take it any longer. I wanted so badly to be be able to post pictures of Destiny, but the agency's rule is that we may only post pictures where we control who sees them. So, I finally couldn't take it anymore, and I made my blog private. Now people need to be given access to my blog, which means that I am controlling who sees it. YEAH!!! I CAN FINALLY POST PICTURES OF OUR BABY GIRL!

So... Here are my three beautiful kiddos...

Be warned... more cute pictures to follow!

The First Few Days

Thursday night (technically Friday morning) went pretty well. Neither one of us could get enough snuggle time with Destiny, so we were completely fine getting up with her during the night. She woke up about every 2 hours for a quick drink, and then went right back to sleep.

Friday and Saturday were pretty much just spent in the hotel. We may have been a bit exhausted from the day of travel that was way too long! So, we just took the chance to relax with our new baby girl.

At some point on Friday we went to Target to stock up on things we’d need that we didn’t take along. We already had 3 BIG suitcases, a stroller and a car seat on the way to North Carolina. There just wasn’t room for things like soap and shampoo. :) Anyway, back to what I was saying. We went to Target. I LOVE Target. Forever and Ever. Amen. (Kristi, does that song remind you of anything? Still makes me giggle.)

Anyway, that’s not important now.

When we weren’t busy cuddling with our baby or napping (don’t judge me), we were going for car rides. As good as it felt to relax and get caught up on some sleep… we were getting pretty stir crazy in that hotel room. We rode around and figured out where things were in Matthews. We got some groceries, we skyped with our boys. And we may have gone back to Target. Oh, and I’m reading The Shack.

Lord, thank you! Thank you for good rest. Thank you for a husband that fights for the chance to bond with our baby girl, even if it means getting up in the middle of the night to sit with her. Thank you for technology so we can see and talk to our boys and our family back home. Thank you for this beautiful addition to our family and for allowing us to be her parents. Lord, please help us to raise her so that she may know that she is truly a Child of The King.

**Don’t worry. I realize that this isn’t really the kind of info that people want to know. I know that people just want to know how Destiny is doing. I get that. Trust me, that’s definitely more important to me than where we went. I just know that I’m never in a million years going to forget the process of bonding with her. I will, however, forget these little details about what we did while we were here. So, I want to quickly document them while I can. I’ll get to the more important stuff. Soon. I promise.

Thursday, March 7th–Gotcha Day (Part II)

We’re coming, baby girl! Mommy & Daddy are coming.

We raced through the Charlotte airport. I was impressed with how quickly our luggage (yes, all of it) made it to the baggage claim. We got our rental car, and we were off. We made it to Matthews (the town the agency is located in) in about 25 minutes. We made it to the parking lot, and then we had to call Doris and tell her we couldn’t find the right building. As we parked and got out of the car, my stomach was in my throat. We grabbed the car seat and the blanket that I had made, and we headed inside.

Doris and Jim welcomed us, and we sat and made small talk with them a little bit. Jim slipped back into his office to work on whatever project he was working on, and Doris started going over paperwork with us. She went over legal risks and medical history. She covered the fees, and we wrote out the check. As we finished that part of it, Doris got a text from Leah, the foster mom. She was in the parking lot.

I started to get giddy. Our baby girl was right outside that door. I didn’t really know how to act. Do I sit or stand? Brent had already told me that I could hold her first (have I mentioned how much I love him?), so we didn’t have to worry about that. Should I peek out there? Or should I try be patient for one more minute?

Doris and Leah walked in the door. Leah had this great smile and was full of life. Immediately I knew that I would love this woman. She was the one that took care of our daughter when we weren’t able to be there. She kept the car seat turned so we couldn’t see her. She wanted to fix her headband and get her all set. And then… she took her out of the car seat…

We sat for a time and talked with Leah. She told us about your schedule and about your family. She told us that you were calm and laid back. That you had been a true delight to have around. Leah and her husband John (and their two kids) have been doing foster care like this for two years. They let their kids take turns naming the babies that they care for, so they called her Baby Kate. We told her about Karter and Brody, and a little bit about ourselves.

And then… we had the OK to leave the agency WITH OUR BABY GIRL! It was just like when we left the hospital after having Karter and Brody. It was a proud walk to the car. We got the car seat all buckled in the back seat, and we were off.

We made it to the hotel as quickly as we could. It was about 10:30 in North Carolina, which meant that it was 9:30 for Karter and Brody. We had something very important to do. We got checked in, grabbed the baby and my computer and headed up to our room. My mom had taken the boys to Kristi’s house so that we could have a video chat. We had made the rule that no one could see a picture or know her name before the boys. And trust me… we were dying to get the word out.

We got all set up, and we could see the boys. Oh, I think they had grown already. They were so excited, too. So there, around that little screen we told them we had picked up their baby sister…

DESTINY DEONI HOOYER!

And then we showed them the little girl that they, too, had been praying for. And just like that… they were in love. We talked with them for a little bit, but it was past their bed time, so it was pretty short. We said our goodbyes, and we shut the computer.

Unfortunately, our night wasn’t over yet. We still had to find a Walmart. Apparently when you have a baby you need diapers and formula. Oops! It was about 2:00 before we had everyone tucked in for the night. And, after thanking the Lord for this life-changing day, we slept.

Baby girl, you have been in our prayers for so long. So long, baby girl. Your daddy and I started praying for you over two years ago. Long before we found out that you had been born, and then that we had the OK to come and get you, we were head over heels in love with you. And now, now we finally get to see you. AND TO HOLD YOU! And to take you with us when we leave this building? Destiny Deoni Hooyer, you are finally in our arms, and we couldn’t possibly love you more!

Love, Mommy

Thursday, March 7th–Gotcha Day (Part I)

I’m writing this as if it was really March 7th, k? Play along. I’ve been busy. We’ll get to that next…

So, last night Brent and I packed up a ton of stuff for the boys, put it in the van, and drove over to my mom’s house. We brought the boys and all of their belongings in the house, and then we had an awesome homemade supper (awesome because it was my mom’s mashed potatoes and meatloaf, and awesome because I didn’t have to make it). We hugged and kissed the boys over and over (and over and over). We talked about what the next couple weeks would look like. They were so excited to be staying at Grandma’s house, and they were so excited that we were leaving to go get our baby girl.

We cried as we left my mom’s yard, knowing that we wouldn’t see the boys for at least two weeks. That, without a doubt, is the hardest part about this all. We’re so thankful for family that will take care of our boys for us.

We got home from Mom’s house at about 10:00 that night. We finished packing our stuff, got the van ready to go, and then Brent headed to bed. I thought it was more important to finish making a red headband for our baby girl to wear with a special little outfit I had for her. By the time I climbed into bed it was about 11:30pm.

At 2:00 AM our alarms started going off. We hopped out of bed with smiles on our faces climbed out of bed trying not to be grouchy. At 3:00 AM we climbed in the van and backed out of the garage. We were officially on our way to get our baby girl.

We made it to Sioux Falls at about 4:30. We checked our bags, made it through security and sat down at Gate 7. We were scheduled to board the plane at 5:30 and take off at 6:00. We patiently waited, and then boarded when our group number was called. We got seated and situated. I opened my book and started reading. And then…

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been told that there is a mechanical issue with this airplane. There seems to be a leak in the break line. Please take any items that you carried on to the plane, and we will de-board the plane at this time. Thank you for your patience.”

Ugh! Exactly 8 hours later (give or take a few minutes) we re-boarded the same airplane. Yep, we spent an entire day in the upstairs of the Sioux Falls airport (we didn’t feel like going through security again). Some people were EXTREMELY cranky about the situation. Me personally, I’d rather ride on a airplane that will get me safely from Point A (Sioux Falls) to Point B (Chicago).

We arrived in Chicago and had 30 minutes to go across the airport. We pretty much ran the entire way, and we made it with 3 minutes to spare. We boarded the next plane and we were on our way to Charlotte. I couldn’t believe it. We were almost there.

Originally we were supposed to be in Charlotte, NC, by 1:45 PM. Then we were supposed to head directly to the agency for placement yet that afternoon. When we heard that we wouldn’t land in Charlotte until 7:30 PM, we assumed they would tell us to just check-in to the hotel, and we would have placement Friday AM. I called Doris, the head of the agency, at some point while in Sioux Falls. She said that she was actually flying out Friday morning, so we would need to do placement yet that night.

On the flight to Charlotte, emotions started hitting. As we started to descend, the tears started falling. With every mile that we got closer to Charlotte, we got closer to our baby girl.

And then… we touched ground.

We were in Charlotte… We’re coming, baby girl! Mommy and Daddy are coming!

What did I do?

**This is the 2nd time I’m typing this post. Not sure what happened to the first one, but I’m going to guess that this 2nd version will be shorter. :)**

It seems that I started a bad habit. Suddenly (since my post last week-ish), it seems it’s impossible for my boys to go to sleep with out me sitting in their room. Guess I have a chance to keep my blog updated now.

So, here’s a couple pictures. Cuz I like to show off my handsome little men:

(Couldn’t love these boys more!)

(My future football player)

(This one has attitude, I tell ya!)

No New News

Yep, 2 posts in one night. (In other words, Brody still isn’t sleeping, so I have more time to blog.)

I thought maybe I should update about our adoption. After the failed adoption, basically our book just got put back in the “waiting” stack. So, anytime there is a situation that matches with our Baby Wish List (which was pretty much wide open), our book will be shown.

Brody has just started asking again when we’ll get a baby. I wish I had some kind of answer for him. I wish I could tell him that it will be by this summer, or next fall or winter. It could be 5 years down the road. We don’t know. But God does. And I love that.

God has given us a great peace about this time spent waiting. There are some days that I even forget that we are, in fact, waiting. Then, when I realize that I had forgotten, I feel guilty. It’s weird.

Until then, we will continue to eagerly anticipate the day when we hold our baby for the first time.

Thanks for all your prayers, friends. They’re worth much more than you know!

The Sound of Sleep

Tonight I had big plans. I will admit that I was excited to slip away all by myself. What did my big plans consist of? I was going to take my Bible, my computer, some paper, a pen and enough $ for a Diet Coke (and probably a Scotcheroo – I have no idea how to spell that word), and I was going to sit at a coffee shop in town. All. By. Myself. And it was going to be awesome.

But then… it got icy. And the fog is so thick. But, to be honest, I still considered going.

And then…Karter wanted someone to snuggle in bed with him. And while it took every ounce of willpower to say no… I told him he could climb in bed, we’d say prayers, and then I’d hang out on Brody’s bed until Karter fell asleep (while Brody is downstairs with Daddy).

So… my night was even better than planned. I grabbed my computer, pulled up Biblegateway.com, tucked Karter into bed, prayed with him, and am now listening to the sound of him sleeping. And, as if that weren’t enough, I can hear Brody and Brent playing downstairs.

Does it get any better than this?

Maybe only if I had a Diet Coke in here with me.

Jesus, thank you for the sound of Karter sleeping in his warm bed. Thank you for nightlights and blankets and bedtime stories. Thank you also for Brody’s one-on-one time with Brent. Thanks for rocking chairs, cartoons and farm toys. You are so good to us, and I am overwhelmed with gratitude. Jesus, we love you. Amen.