I’m thrilled to introduce you to the Tucker Family. Take a peek at Angie’s amazing blog, Giggles and Curls. Here is their crazy adoption story …
Four years ago this week, I became a mother…in India. My husband and I boarded a plane to Kolkata, India, knowing that in a matter of hours, the child we had studied in the limited amount of pictures we received would materialize into real-life. It had been a long road to our daughter. After 5 years of marriage, we decided that it was time to start a family. Just like so many other couples out there, it wasn’t as easy as it was supposed to be. The culprit, in our case, was endometriosis…a nasty & severe case. While recovering from a procedure to relieve some of my pain, I started thinking about all of the children out there who were just waiting for a family…waiting to be loved.
Dustin and I had always been open to adoption. In fact, at the start of our marriage, he and I talked about how we would like to have a couple of biological children and then adopt. We started researching international adoption, but decided to go ahead and meet with a fertility doctor. Sitting in the waiting room at the specialist’s office, I looked around at the faces of the couples sitting in the room with us. Some couples looked hopeful, and some emotionally drained. I remember thinking to myself, “Why am I here? I have a child in India waiting for me.” After our consultation with the fertility doctor, he confirmed what we suspected. There was little to no chance of me getting pregnant without extensive medical intervention. We could have moved forward with fertility treatments, but something didn’t feel right. We left his office and the very next day took our first steps in the direction of adoption.
The next 2 ½ years were a whirlwind of emotions…anticipation, worry, fear of the unknown and love, immense love, for a child we had never met. Our adoption agency, Dillon International, was supportive, honest and patient in every way. Jynger Roberts, our case manager, was an angel (even when my devilish impatience would rear it’s ugly head!) We received constant affirmations from God, time after time. Small, subtle nudges let us know that we were on the right path…the path that God had chosen for us. We eventually accepted the referral of Supritha (su-pree-ta), a stunning baby girl with eyes full of wisdom and a head full of onyx black hair. Today we call her Mia Supritha. “Mia” means (literally) “mine”, and Supritha in Bengali means “good love”. The name we gave her and her Bengali name fused together mean “my good love.”
Our plane touched down 15 minutes before Mia’s first birthday. At the stroke of midnight, new friends & family – people who had never held her, but had carried her in prayer, serenaded Mia with the Happy Birthday Song in the middle of the airport. It was a touching scene, and one that we will never forget. One year after we brought her home, another miracle occurred. We became pregnant. Mia’s baby sister was born 3 months early, weighing 1 lb. 8 oz. Once again, God revealed his love. Today we have two beautiful, healthy girls.
Four years ago this week, I celebrated Mother’s Day weekend in India, and held Mia for the first time. And for the first time I felt what it was like to love a child the way a mother loves her child. And four short years ago, I understood more clearly the Father’s love for us. It’s a love that is pure. It’s a love that is true. It is forever.
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