This morning changed all of that. The hospital staff that Rita spoke with told her that Quinton's mother was heart broken that she had to give her baby boy up. She wanted to keep him and spent many hours with him at the hospital, but in the end was forced by her family to give him up. You see, as a whole, society here does not accept people with disabilities. They are outcasts and given up at birth. The whole time I have been here, I thought that Quinton's birth mother just gave him away like so many others, but she did not. She loved her baby boy with the same intensity that I love him now.
I hate that he had to live the first 16 months of his life laying in a playpen with no toys and no padding and no one to love him. I hate that he experienced life without hugs and kisses from his mommy and piggy back rides from his daddy. I hate that he has missed so much, but I am not angry at her anymore. My feelings are quite the opposite. I am broken-hearted for her. I have experienced the pain and sadness of infertility. There have been times when I have thought that I would do just about anything to fill the void in my heart. I have thought to myself that there must not be any worse feeling than not being able to have children. Then this morning after reading the email, I wondered what her heart must have felt like-to carry a baby for 9 months and then lose him in a matter of hours. It literally brings tears to my eyes and makes me sick to my stomach to think about it. I wish that I could meet her. I wish that I could tell her thank you for loving him in the first hours of his precious little life. I wish I could hug her and tell her that her little miracle is filling the void that I have felt for the past 4 and a half years. I wish that I could reassure her that her little boy is going to be just fine. No- he will be more that just fine. He is going to flourish and be something amazing. It has only been 2 weeks and we love him so much already. We love his smile and his laughter and we love his heart. If you get a chance, please say a prayer for Quinton's birth mother. Pray for peace for her for the decision that she made because her sacrifice gave me a precious gift-a gift that will be officially ours tomorrow!
You know you love his purple socks with bows ;)
We decided this upside down stuff is kinda fun LOL
Quinton fell asleep again...
Then we saw his nannies coming and had to wake him up in about 2 seconds flat.
He wakes up pretty happy :)
Countdown to court: 1 Day! Court is tomorrow July 5th at 4:00pm (9:00 am EST). Please pray for us as we go before the judge and proclaim our love for and commitment to Quinton. Pray for the heart of the judge and prosecutor that their hearts will be softened to our story and that when we exit that court room, we will be a family of 3! Thank you all for your donations, thoughts, kind messages, and prayers. This journey was not ours, but God's and you all had a hand in it. We were just the blessed ones that were honored enough to go before God and be His hands and feet and we can't thank you all enough for that opportunity.