It’s been about seven weeks since my husband and I put our baby up for adoption. We went through our own personal storm of course, but it’s a decision I do not regret. When our adoptive family’s profile was delivered to us, we weren’t really sure. It’s not natural ever giving up a child; it shouldn’t be. But what made us sure – was seeing the simple signs that the couple was good people. Meeting them was awkward, but the family gave the vibe of kindness, something humanity needs; what the world lacks. They were kind, caring, loving, people looking for their baby, which I was carrying. They already were well over qualified, going through the courses with CPR training and home studying. When we met them they were so enthusiastic to be there. Their hearts were already attached to what life I was carrying. I felt selfish to request to keep the baby to myself for a day after the delivery, but I have the right to be. What happens after labor is the curious part, because after your mind is going through so much just to get away. Thinking we’d be booted out of his life. But we found out we were able to bring home baby pictures, and through our personal storm was the bright sun shine of light. Because after leaving, we knew the kind of people they were, we had seen them parenting their own adopted daughter. And now we get to rest easy knowing our son will know he was never a burden, but will have two families that love him dearly. Though I might not be there with him, I know they’ll reassure him our hearts are hugging his. I’ll forever remember his cries, baby coo’s, and him grabbing our fingers looking up at us. And when/if he is ever ready, we choose to be found. While in Utah, where A Act of Love is, they had someone to drive us, not only as a chauffeur but as a friend to cry with. In the end you’re brought to your breaking point, but Act of Love Agency tries to make is as easy as they possibly can for you; they become damn near family too! I walked away with confidence my son was going to grow up safe and someday will be able to go to college if he chooses to because of our decision. And when our son ever becomes ready to meet his brothers, we’ll all be here waiting.