[devildogwife]

DH and I were married young. Within 3 months of marriage, we'd moved cross-country, gotten pregnant and miscarried, and got the news that DH would be deploying the next fall. After my first mc, I grieved deeply. I had no idea until then that a person could feel so much sorrow. I no longer wanted to become pregnant and give birth and went right to adoption. DH wasn't quite there yet. After my 2nd pregnancy and mc, he was. Unfortunately, he was about to get on a boat headed for the middle east.

We save like crazy during his deployment, and actually switched from Vietnam to domestic while he was gone. I scanned and emailed our contracts to him in Iraq. We were scammed (emotionally) once while he was gone. After her returned and we did our HS, we were amost chosen 7 or 8 times. I stalked forums that has available situations, and came across Cameron's birth mom's situaton. I could not believe what I was reading~she was from a tribe in our home state that I had worked with for 10 years. I never thought it was possible to adopt a native American baby. We called our facilitator and she overnighted our profile. Withing 24 hours, Cameron's birth mom had chosen us and we were speaking on the phone.

She wanted to meet us in person, so we flew home over a holiday. It went very well. Two months later we flew back and took her to the hospital. Cameron entered the world at 1332 on the Marine Corps birthday and forever changed our lives. We have him 2 middle names of two Marines, and in retrospect are glad we gave him such strong names to live up to.

live4rachael-thanks for sharing. Your story about had me in tears.