When we were still in the process of adopting Joshua & he was only about a month old, a co worker of mine, we’ll call her H, was asking me lots of nosy, (almost borderline rude) questions about the adoption process, the birth mother, & the cost. She didn’t ask me as if she really wanted to know, but she would throw judgemental comments and didn’t seem very supportive of the whole idea. She kept saying, “I don’t know how you can love a baby that isn’t yours” and “Wow, I can’t believe someone would give up their baby, that’s crazy” and “I bet it cost you tons and tons of money.” It really took a lot of prayer and a lot of patience whenever I would see her walking towards my desk. When she would open her mouth, I would have to take a deep breath and just think, “How do I respond? What do I say?” I always made sure to talk about how wonderful Joshua’s birth mother was for loving him enough to give him two parents that have the means to support and love him, I made sure to explain that even though Joshua isn’t our flesh and blood we love him so much it hurts, and I tried to explain that adoption is wonderful and scary but so very worth it.
Two weeks ago, after I hadn’t talked to her in a while, another friend of mine from work, J, came up to my desk. She asked, “Has H talked to you? She’s really upset and needed someone to talk to about what she’s going through, and I gave her your name.” A day later, H came to my desk in tears. She had just found out that she had a myriad of problems and wouldn’t be able to have any more children. They have a 4 year old girl and just assumed they would be able to have another, but she had some medical conditions, and she couldn’t get pregnant. Ironically, she’s been seeing the same infertility specialist Donald and I saw. She had begun reading books on adoption, wanted to know more about the process, and get referrals to our attorney and our adoption agency. She didn’t know who else to turn to, because she didn’t know anyone else who had been through infertility or adoption, and wanted to talk to someone who had walked that path and been successful in it. Over the past two weeks, we’ve talked off and on, and I’ve told her to talk to me any time she’s feeling sad or upset, or just wants to vent.
Today, she came over to my desk. She was so excited! She said, “Jessie, did you see in the new benefit program, if you adopt, you get TWO WEEKS paid leave and $4000 adoption credit? AND They pay for your attorneys?? No more attorney fees!” I hadn’t had a chance to read through the 09 benefit package, so this was AWESOME – especially since I’d been talking with HR and management about how the adoption benefits at our job could be better. I felt SO GREAT – like somebody LISTENED to me, and changes happened, which will make it easier for others from our company to adopt! (It probably had nothing to do with me, but it still felt awesome!!!) We were like high school kids, giggling at her desk, thinking about how great it would be to not have to shoulder attorney fees and get $4000 in credit! It would make the costs for Donald and I to adopt again so minimal compared to the costs we paid this year!!
Suddenly, she looked at me in the middle of our jubilee, ” I am just so glad to give you good news! You’ve given me such good news and brightened my days these past few weeks. Thank you.”
I was floored. I just smiled and thanked her, but I felt so happy the rest of the day. Later that afternoon, I just suddenly remembered all those probing questions she asked me right when we were in the middle of adopting Joshua. If I hadn’t paused and really thought about how to answer her questions, or if I had been rude, or harsh, or not treated her questions compassionately or kindly, it would have shut the door to us talking now. This is a great lesson for us as adoptive parents. We are ambassadors for the whole process, and we don’t know why people ask the questions they do. I was very humbled, and have learned a great lesson.