Five Years Ago Today – from Abby’s Road: Our baby is finally ours…

And Baby Makes Three …

Five Years Ago Today … an Abby’s Road anniversary

             October 3, 2009. The baby is released to our custody by the birth mother’s attorney, Ronnie…

            Starting at page 156:

            “I drove the car to the hospital entrance, just as I did half a decade before during Esther’s battle with the fibroids. After a few minutes waiting, I walked back into the hospital. Esther, Ronnie and a nurse turned the corner and I led them to the car. On the steps Ronnie handed Abigail to Esther, who put her in the car seat.

            This was the baby carrier/car seat combo we got when we rented the car. We had something like that in our car at home, too. The car seat pops off and we have instant baby carrier.

            The nurse wished us luck and Ronnie said he would call us in a few days. He congratulated us and gave Esther a pat on the shoulder and shook her hand. He came around to the driver’s side and shook my hand, too.

            We stopped by Target to buy supplies and formula.  This was during the big Asian flu pandemic and I worried about someone sneezing near our little baby.  Esther said it would be all right.

            We bought diapers with Big Bird on them. Ah, the crass commercialism starting from day one, well, day three. I took a Diet Coke from the mini-fridge by the check-out counter and it was warm. Every bottle was warm – the fridge wasn’t working. The only other mini-fridge with Coke products was several aisles down, but I found a cold bottle of the stuff eventually.  We each used the restroom then back to our motel with our little girl.

first family photo

            …our little girl…

            I learned how to use the camera timer and took pictures of the three of us.  Then some photos of Esther feeding Abigail for the first time. She took photos of me holding her and mugging for the camera. For the first time – for us anyway – Abby’s eyes were open and she squeaked and cooed.


            She had beautiful dark eyes – nearly black.

            I tested her grasp reflexes.

            Grasp reflexes were mentioned in all those books I read months before. Abigail grabbed my thumbs tightly in her little hands. This is, supposedly, a throw-back to the days when babies held on for dear life to the hair on their homo-habilis mommas as they climbed from tree to tree; this was back in the day when the appendix and the tonsils had a purpose.

            My little Abigail snuggled on my chest. She was as tiny as the baby dolls we bought for her.

            It was October 3rd. It was exactly – exactly (even to the hour) – nine months ago I asked Esther if she would consider adopting.

            Abigail was more beautiful than she was in the hospital. Pouty lips, round nose, prominent eyebrows, deep dark eyes, feathery hair and soft skin. We’ve only had her for two hours and I already loved her. I loved her with all my heart.”


            And I still do…and baby makes

This will be the last Abby’s Road anniversary for many days – we have a baby to take care of!


The cover of Abby's Road

The cover of Abby’s Road

“Abby’s Road, the Long and Winding Road to Adoption and how Facebook, Aquaman and Theodore Roosevelt Helped” leads a couple through their days of infertility treatments and adoption. It is told with gentle (and sometimes not-so-gentle) humor from the perspective of a nerdy father and his loving and understanding wife.

Join Mike and Esther as they go through IUIs and IFVs, as they search for an adoption agency, are selected by a birth mother, prepare their house, prepare their family, prepare themselves and wait for their daughter to be born a thousand miles from home.

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Copyright 2014 Michael Curry


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