The first call . . .

5 days pass. It was St. Patrick's Day. I was really not thinking about adoption, because I figure it may take months. My cell phone rings at work and I usually never even have it on. It a 352 area code, and the only phone number I know from there is the agency. I couldn't answer it because I was in a session with a client. I imediately retrieve the message once I am free, and its the agency Director calling with an urgent question. I "urgently" call back. Who knew it was to be THE call?

A birthmother wants to speak to me. WHAT? Are you ok with twins? WHAT? At least one of them is a boy. WHAT?? I nearly pass out in the staff lounge as I am on the phone. My co-workers start to gather around since they saw I was shaking and shrieking. I'll never forget it. My boss gives me her office to take the call. I spoke to J*'s birthmom for the first time that day. I barely remember much of the conversation excepot for her extremely southern accent that was almost difficult to understand. Her parents were in the background and were very involved. It was her dad that actually chose us. Her mom chose another couple, but those fools turned it down b/c it was twins. J* was almost not ours. Unbelievable to think how close that was . . . . we didn't know it for 2 more weeks, but it wasn't twins, just a shadow the doctor pointed out that "looked like a twin" and bmom misinterpreted it.

Back to the story . . . I spoke with the bmom and immediately afterwards, the Director calls me back and said she really liked me, and wanted to talk to my hubby and me together later that day. Hmm. First problem . . I worked in CT and he worked in NJ. Second problem - he runs a bar/restaurant and it was St. Patrick's Day. Third problem . . . it was already after 12 noon, so he might be drunk. Lovely.

I frantically call and ask him if he had a drink yet. He didn't like that question too much! i quickly explained that I was driving over, not to have a drink, we have a phone call to make. He almost died. And the twins thing? He almost died all over again.

Somehow, we manage to make that call, and have that conversation that was to change our lives forever. That afternoon, we were officially matched with J*'s birthmother. We were having twins (so we thought)!