Clarification.

The other day I was talking to someone. Out of no where, they asked a question about what we want in our next baby: gender, race, etc.

I get questions inquiring about specifics we want for our next baby all the time. And each question I just let roll of my back, and laugh to myself. I guess that people assume that since we have put in the time to get approved, completed the work, and are ready to have a baby, that we are basically reaching out for a baby to fall out of the sky, into our lap.

Not true.

I am not looking for any baby.

I am looking for my baby.

In the same way that I know that J, Hugh, and Walt were meant for my family, I know-- I KNOW -- there is another baby that belongs in my family. IN THAT EXACT SAME WAY.

And I want to find THAT baby.

This is best way I know how to explain it: When people decide to add a child to their family, they generally get pregnant and wait nine months. Like most people, those nine months are not always glamourous, and super fun: it is a. lot. of. work. But anyone would do it again, to get the miracle that is their child.

Obviously.

So, once you are in the hospital, and the baby is born, it's time to go home. YOU WANT TO TAK YOUR OWN BABY HOME. You don't want to take just any baby that is available at the hospital. But why not? You have put in the time. You are ready to be a parent. You want a baby! So why does it matter what baby you get? A baby is a baby. Does it really matter? Why not just take what you can get?

You would never dream of taking home another baby that was not yours.

And that my friends, is how I feel about adoption. We have not done all the work, simply to run home with the first kid we can get our hands on.

We want OUR baby.

And we will keep searching.