Showing posts with label Samuel's Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samuel's Story. Show all posts

9.03.2009

Samuel's Story - Part 6

To read from the beginning click on links below and then finish with this post!

Samuel's Story PART 1

"Father to the fatherless, defender of widows — this is God, whose dwelling is holy. God places the lonely in families." Psalms 68:5-6


After 3 weeks of paper work, court dates, waiting, and visiting we finally got to pick Samuel up from his orphanage for good on November 25, 2005. We had officially become Dima’s parents on November 14, 2005 when the court of Ukraine finalized his adoption and officially changed his name to Samuel Gibbs Norris as well as put our names on his new birth certificate. After that, though, we had a mandatory 10 day waiting period before we could actually take Samuel. The day finally arrived and it was cold and snowing.


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Although we were very excited, we knew that the next few days could possibly be very hard on Samuel as we took him from the only home he had ever known and from the only “parents” he had ever known.


We were nervous to say the least.


We had a full day of paperwork before we finally drove to his orphanage to pick him up. We had packed a bag for Samuel with a banana, juice, his new clothes, a jacket, and a small toy. When you adopt a child from Ukraine, they are unable to bring anything with them. On November 25, 2005 Samuel became ours forever. We gave him a new name. We took his old dirty filthy clothes off, and dressed him in new clothes. And you know what, he was scared. He didn’t want to take off his old clothes. They were the same ones he wore everyday for the 4 weeks we saw him in the orphanage. He thought they were his. His caregivers had to dress him for us and talk him through it. He had tears streaming down his face asking them what was happening. They told him he got to go with us to a new home in a cool place called America. He asked them if he would like it. They said “YES!” He wasn’t so sure. It was heartbreaking, and yet we understood why he was afraid. After he was dressed, they handed him over to me. I gave him his banana and we walked out of there for the last time.



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The next few days we finished up the paperwork and got his visa and traveled home.


On December 1, 2005 our plane landed in Washington, D.C. and Samuel became a U.S. citizen as soon as we walked through customs. My friend, Jaillene, had an American flag flown over the capital that day. That flag now hangs outside Samuel’s room as a reminder of all that God has done.


We are so thankful that the Lord called us on this journey. Out of the pain of infertility came the joy of being able to end the cry of an orphan....of bringing a child into our family...of giving him a home and an inheritance forever. Adoption is not for everyone and we don’t think we are more spiritual because we have done it. However, we do firmly believe that earthly adoption so closely mimics our spiritual adoptions that everyone who does bring an orphan into their family will be truly blessed. We are constantly reminded through Samuel’s story that it really is such a picture of our own adoptions in Christ. Just as we came to Samuel, God came down to us in the form of His son, Jesus. Unless God had intervened, we would have no hope, or security, or inheritance. Just as we pursued Samuel for many many months, God pursued us relentlessly through His Son and by His death so that we could become children of God who cry “Abba, Father!” Just as we gave Samuel a new name and new clothes, God gives us a new name, a new heart, and clothes us with the righteousness of Christ all so we can be part of His Kingdom family.



"But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons." Galatians 4:4-6



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It has been nearly 4 years since we brought Samuel home. What a crazy time it has been!!! Not long after he came home, we began to see specialists for various things. He went to his cardiologist regularly, a physical therapist, his pediatrician, eventually an occupational therapist, the dentist (you can imagine how bad his teeth were after 3 years of no brushing) family therapist, etc., etc. and etc. It was exhausting, but we were determined to get him the best care and help him overcome the depravation of his first 3 years. To summarize, we quickly found out Samuel was in the beginning stages of heart and lung failure and his defect had caused a lot of damage that may not be reversed even with surgery. He was developmentally delayed and tested at about an 18 month old level. He was also eventually diagnosed with Sensory Processing Disorder. At 38 months of age he weighed 25 pounds and was wearing 12-18 month clothes. He was -10% on the charts. On August 30, 2006 Samuel went in for his second open heart surgery at Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta (ranked number 4 in the nation for their cardiac unit) with the chief of cardothoracic surgery. Dr. K gave Samuel a 10% chance of fully recovering from 4 years of heart and lung damage. It was probably the scariest day of my life. The moment they wheeled him away from us was heartwrenching. The 4 hours he was back in the OR were awful. The ICU afterwards was pretty tough. However, a mere 4 days later Samuel was released with flying colors and God had done a true miracle. His oxygen levels were already near normal and everyone was just really impressed with how well he did. It was nothing short of amazing. Samuel defied the odds. God saved him and we were humbled to be a part of it and so thankful for the hundreds who prayed us through it! His last check up was in July, and the doctor declared him normal in every way!!! PRAISE GOD!!! As for development, he is catching up slowly. Samuel still struggles with academics and behavior, but he truly has come a long way. As of this past June, Samuel weighed in at 42 pounds and is in the 15% on the charts for his age.


Thanks for following along as I retold our precious Samuel’s story. It truly is one that is a vivid reminder that our Heavenly Father is involved in every intricate detail of our lives. He weaves together our stories in ways that give Him glory and honor and are for our good. Along the way, we had our doubts. We still, even now, have hard days with Samuel...but we will always know that because of a yellow sticky note declaring “the child will live” on his file, was how God led us to our child. We are forever grateful for God’s sovereign will and the beautiful way he sets the lonely in families.


If you have any questions, please leave a comment and I will try to answer them in another post!!!


8.25.2009

Samuel's Story - Part 5



Sasha accepted the referral for us and we went into this whole little situation just trusting his judgement and of course trusting that the Lord was leading us and guiding us every step of this journey. Were we frustrated? Sure! But, it was really neat, even looking back now and remembering, how God sustained us and gave us such incredible peace during the process. We figured we would go see this boy in the hopes that it would appease the adoption authorities and they would give us another appointment soon and then give us a referral for a healthy young boy. We had to wait a few days until we could see the little boy as he had just had OPEN HEART surgery and they wanted him to be out of the ICU or whatever they called it over there. So, we did some sightseeing and prayed A LOT.


Here is an excerpt from our blog at the time...


“Please pray for us as we try to see what God wants us to do about this child. There are some medical issues and he is a little older than we had originally thought we wanted. We will need clear direction from the Lord and we appreciate all of you who have written and said you are praying for use. We are overwhelmed by all of your support and we feel so loved. God really has given us a peace about the whole process and we know that even if this child is not Samuel, that we will find him eventually.”


November 2, 2005 was the day we drove to the orphanage to find our more about this referral.



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It was a long day of lots of paperchasing and waiting (they just don’t do things as efficiently in Eastern Europe) and then finally talking with some of the ladies in the orphanage. Oh, and would you like to know if we ever stopped for lunch or a snack or anything? Well, the answer would be NO!!!! We were so hungry and thankfully I had packed 2 granola bars. It’s just so funny how different people do things in other countries. Anyway, at the orphanage they went over his medical records and told us all about the little boy. The whole time there was just a stirring in our hearts towards him. God was at work. While Jeff was away at the bathroom, the lady asked if I would like to see this boy’s picture. I got all nervous and said “YES!” So, we walked right outside of the conference room and out in the hallway were about 5-6 framed pictures of some children. We walked up to one and she said... “This is Dima.” I just smiled and laughed at God. Little Dima was the boy in my dreams....a little bit of blonde hair and blue eyes and the most adorable smile!



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I feel like in that moment, I knew this little boy was ours, and yet...there was still so much unknown. So much that scared us. How serious was his heart defect? Could we handle an older, special needs child?


After we finished at the orphanage we drove back to Kiev and directly to the hospital where Dima was. We met a local missionary there who was a pediatrician. He worked with Lifeline to help adoptive couples answer any medical questions about the prospective child they were adopting. Dr. Piepon was a huge help in explaining more about Dima’s heart defect and what he thought about it. So, then we were able to go and meet the precious child. His nurse (who was from the orphanage and had traveled with him) brought him out to us and he was so scared. He thought he was about to have something done by another doctor or nurse. It was so sad and yet he was truly precious. My heart broke for him that he had to endure such a serious surgery and all this pain without the love of a momma. I wanted to take him into my arms and never let him go...and yet I couldn’t.


Then, we met with the team of doctors and surgeons who headed up the cardiology division at the hospital (just so you know...do not imagine a western hospital...I should have taken pictures, but it was not anything close to what we are used to in America). Through a translator, they told us the surgery went well and that he would actually require one more surgery to correct his defect (VSD - ventricular septum defect - hole in the heart). They assured us that this was a defect that should not affect his life span.


We got back to our little flat, exhausted emotionally and physically. Of course our parents wanted to know every detail so we had to call them and go over things with them. I know it was hard for our parents to not be there with us and help us make the decision. It was probably scarier for them than us. My dad was able to get us in contact with one of his friends who was a general surgeon. This doctor was a huge help in us understanding even further what a VSD was and how if you had a child with a heart defect, this was the one you would want. The corrective surgery for VSD’s is like the bread and butter surgeries for cardiothoracic surgeons. This really helped calm some of our fears. Of course, I scoured the internet for more info as well. Still, we remained unsure if this little Dima was our Samuel.


Another excerpt from our old blog...


“In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” Proverbs 16:9


“I will lead the blind in a way that they do not know, in paths that they have not known I will guide them. I will turn the darkness before them into light, the rough places into level ground. These are the things I do, and I do not forsake them.” Isaiah 42:16


Please continue to pray for us as we seek the Lord’s guidance on this journey. We are still not clear on His leading about the referral we have told you about the past few days. We are confident He will lead us to Samuel...it is so hard still not knowing and having to wait.”



We had to let the orphanage know by the next day. It was agonizing. Our future...the little boy’s future...all depended on our decision. Jeff and I kept going back to saying, “Who are we to say no? This little boy needs a home. We can offer him the best medical care in America. We are drawn to him!” However, it was really scary and we seriously spent time on our knees beseeching the Lord and his perfect will for our life and the life of little Dima.


November 3, 2005, we wrote this on our blog...


GOD’S SOVEREIGNTY

“He had made everything beautiful in it’s time.” Ecclessiastes 3:11

We have had much to pray about as we have sought the Lord’s direction with something that will change the rest of our lives. We feel confident that He has met us and has confirmed in our hearts the direction we are to take! It might not be an easy path, but it will be one of joy and one that gives glory to our Father! We prayed that God would give us a referral at our appointment that would be Samuel. After our appointment, we thought the referral we took was just a means to get another appointment with a “better” referral. We are so grateful that God is much more powerful and wiser than we are because he led us to a beautiful, sweet little boy who needs a home. We are humbled that God led us to him despite our finite minds and understanding. God has given us incredible peace despite the circumstances of his heart defect. We are reminded of our own adoption in Christ...God decided to adopt us because our own hearts were dysfunctional and full of sin. He did not need us to be perfect before He decided to give us a new name and a new heart. He graciously bestowed His grace to us without condition!”


These are from our first visit with Samuel knowing he was soon to be ours!
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If it had not been for that sticky note on Samuel’s file, we might not have ever noticed it. LIke I have said before, God’s sovereignty is woven deeply into the fabric of this story. It is because of knowing this, that we were able to truly trust His plan and follow His lead. And knowing that the Lord is always in control gave us confidence and hope in the midst of the days ahead that held a lot of uncertainty and hardship as we began the process of bringing Samuel into our family. After we let the orphanage know we wanted to adopt him, we began the paper chase again. We visited Samuel everyday in the orphanage from 9-11:30 and from 3-5:30. Sometimes we only got to play with him in this hallway (there was a couch and a little slide thing)...


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Some days were really fun, but other days were seriously challenging as we battled the language barrier, and much more. Samuel was confused I’m sure of why we came to see him even though his caretakers explained who we were. He tested us a lot and yet he was just absolutely adorable. We quickly fell in love with our son and were so thankful that God had finally led us to our first child!



to be continued


(I will finish up his story in the next few days and summarize bringing him into our family for good as well as what has gone on with him medically the last 3 years. Then I will open up the comments for any questions you guys might have!)




8.13.2009

Samuel's Story - Part 4



We were picked up at the airport in Kiev, Ukraine by our facilitator with Lifeline, Ben. He was awesome and we could not have made it through our adoption without him!!! We actually even stayed at his flat in Kiev.



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view from the flat
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Pretty sweet, huh?


Our time in Ukraine really was an adventure. At the time, it was a nerve-wracking, faith testing, mind boggling adventure...but an adventure none the less. Eastern Europe is not very westernized, so not a lot of people speak English and not much around the capital city even is translated to English. But, we learned our way around...using the metro and figuring out a few words to be able to order food and much needed Coca Colas:). The first few days we were there, we got to sight see a bit. There are some beautiful old churches in Ukraine.



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Not much else is really that pretty. Ukraine was part of the former Soviet Union and has only been independent since the 1990’s so you still see the mark of communism all around especially as you get out of the city.


Eventually, our much anticipated appointment with the National Adoption Center was upon us. October 31, 2005. The day we had written in our minds and hearts for months. The day we (and plenty of others) had been praying for.


The day we hoped to find Samuel.


Here we are all bundled up (it’s much colder in Ukraine than in the south) and ready to go in and find our son.



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So, we went in with our translator and Ukrainian facilitator, Sasha. Sasha is truly amazing and had a lot of rapor with the officials. He was a funny guy too...and a pretty scary driver. Driving around town with him was an adventure in and of itself.


There were several other couples there too. All looking for children to welcome into their family. I was really hoping and praying that there was a file hiding somewhere that held the info for a healthy little 1 year old, blonde headed, blue eyed boy. That was the picture I held in my dreams. We knew to expect them to hand us the files of special needs kids first. We knew it might take a bit of negotiating and talking by Sasha for them to offer us the child we had requested in our Dossier (the official paperwork that we worked on in Part 2). We looked through notebook after notebook after notebook of children who suffered from all kinds of diseases. We saw sibling groups who needed a home...we saw teenage orphans who were about to be thrown out into the streets. Y’all, we saw it all. To say it was heartbreaking would be an understatement. The files represented real children....human souls...most of them would never know the love of a family...the love of Christ.


They kept pushing the file of a 6 year old little boy who was healthy besides a crossed eye. We kept saying no since we had only been married 4 1/2 year at the time. That just seemed weird to us to even consider him. Sasha continued to look through the notebooks. I was crying out (silently) to the Lord. Beseeching Him to answer our prayers. Beseeching him to move these officials to bring out the good file. That was what was supposed to happen! It was very frustrating. At some point, Sasha stopped briefly at a file that had a sticky note on it. He read the note and chuckled, then noticed that the child was from his hometown, about an hour away from Kiev. We asked Sasha what he was laughing at. He told us the sticky note informed us that the boy had just had surgery, but that he would live. It wasn’t really funny, but just the way it was worded so nonchalantly was what struck Sasha I suppose. He continued to read about the child out of curiosity and then set the file aside. After looking through many more pages, he came back to that file and turned to us.


“I think you should go see this boy.”


He told us that the surgery had been a heart surgery and that he had some sort of heart murmur. Having had a heart murmur myself as a child, I knew it had to be more serious than that. Sasha had the lady helping us call to find out more about the child. He was actually still in the hospital in Kiev and they felt like this child was pretty healthy aside from the heart issue. To us, heart issues seemed like a pretty big deal. We said thanks, but no thanks and moved on. 2 hours later, it was close to lunch and they were pressuring us about the 6 year old again. Sasha explained we had about 10 minutes before we had to leave and if we didn’t at least go see a child, we might not even get another appointment again for along time...if ever. SERIOUSLY?! It felt a bit hopeless and I was very close to tears...not to mention hungry myself (me and hungry don’t go well together). However, we really could feel the peace of Christ. His spirit sustained us and continued to guide us. We held fast to the words in Psalm 145:13 “The Lord is faithful to all his promises and loving toward all He has made.” God has called us on this journey and we remained confident that He would lead us to Samuel in His timing and His own unique way (that usually always brings Him the most glory).


So, we left the appointment without a referral. After getting in the car, Sasha again encouraged us to go see the boy who had just had the heart surgery. We trusted him so much and knew he was much more experienced in all this, so we finally said okay. He ran back in the building to set up a time for us to visit the child at the hospital.


to be continued




Okay, so it looks like there will be 2 more parts to the story. I’m sorry to keep leaving y’all hanging. I promise the next installment is when you will get to hear how we finally met Samuel!!!!






8.08.2009

Samuel's Story-Part 3

Samuel's Story Part 1 HERE
Samuel's Story Part 2 HERE


On July 22, 2005 we were celebrating at Jennifer and Buddy’s (Jeff’s sister and soon to be brother-in-law) rehearsal dinner. My cell phone rang and it was Donna Houston (the Ukraine facilitator for Lifeline). She had exciting news for us!!!!! The National Adoption Center had granted us an appointment with them for October 31st! I was blown away.


We finally had a date.


In a way, it was like my very own due date at last. Ukraine, at the time, was a little different than most countries in that their adoptions were done by blind referrals. This meant that we wouldn’t get a referral until we set foot in country. Most other programs/countries send you a referral for a child before you travel. It was seriously a test of faith to do it this way and go all the way across the ocean to Eastern Europe and not even know who our child would be. We were pretty sure we would be getting a little boy so we named him. We chose the name Samuel Gibbs. Samuel comes from the Bible. It means “asked of God.” Much like Hannah in the Bible, (who named her first son Samuel after years of infertility) we had prayed so much and begged the Lord for a child. It seemed only fitting that His name be Samuel. Gibbs was my mother’s maiden name. Not only did we want our child to have a biblical name, we also wanted him to have a family name other than his last name. We chose Gibbs because much of our adoption expenses were paid for out of my grandfathers estate which settled the summer of 2005.


God provided in such cool ways to make Samuel’s adoption a reality. He truly raised up people who believed in what we were doing and had a desire to help. There was no way we could have funded this adoption on our own.


So, from July to October, we stayed super busy. I had baby showers and we prepared the cutest little cowboy nursery you ever did see.

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precious friends who grew up with me threw me such a nice shower in Atlanta
(Carey, Dani, me, Rachael, and Jaillene)



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my sweet sweet college friends threw me and Kelly (who was also adopting) such a fun couples shower in Birmingham
(Deborah, Meredith, me, Kelly, Julia, Sarah, and Susie)


SAMUEL'S ROOM
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It was exciting to FINALLY be getting ready to welcome a child into our home. I loved walking into his room and imagining what it would be like to have Samuel home. I loved installing the carseat and looking back into my car, wondering what it would be like to finally be a mom running errands around town with him in tow. I loved washing and folding all his little clothes and dreaming of a little blond headed, blue eyed boy. It was truly surreal.


As the time approached, I began to get kind of nervous. The news out of Ukraine was a little unsteady. It seemed that it was getting harder and harder to get a young healthy child. Still, we prayed to that end. We prayed that the Lord would lead us to exactly the child He wanted for our family. We prayed it would be smooth and easy and that he would be healthy. After all, we were first time parents and weren’t sure of what we could handle. We read all kinds of books about adoption and knew the reality of what we could face bringing a child who had been institutionalized into our home. We knew about attachment disorders, fetal alcohol syndrome, behavioral problems, learning disabilities, etc. God had assured us though that this was the path for us and surprisingly we really weren’t worried about any of the issues we might face.


So, the day finally arrived.

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We boarded the plane in Atlanta on October 28, 2005 and arrived in Kiev, Ukraine about 10 hours later. The adventure had begun!!!!


to be continued

7.16.2009

Samuel's Story-Part 2

See PART 1 of Samuel's Story HERE



Woven deep into this story is evidence of the Sovereignty of God. I’ve come to realize that’s true about every story, though! The mere fact that He is in control of all things and lovingly leads us on each path we take, is the reason I never lost hope. In the midst of my darkest days, I knew that I could trust Him. There were definitely days where my faith was shaken and I felt hopeless, but overall I could agree with the psalmist David after asking how long the Lord was going to forget him, that “the He had dealt bountifully with me” (from Psalm 13). Driving home from my last appointment with the specialist was a moment in time I will never forget. Hearing the devastating news that we might never get pregnant on our own at one point would have catapulted me into despair, but since God had been working on my heart and revealing to me He had very special plans for our family, I was able to praise Him. I was able to sing along wholeheartedly with the song “Blessed Be Your Name” when it came on the radio during my 40 minute drive.


Blessed be Your name

On the road marked with suffering

Though there's pain in the offering

Blessed be Your name


Every blessing You pour out

I'll turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say


Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be Your glorious name


You give and take away

You give and take away

My heart will choose to say

Lord, blessed be Your name


I felt the presence of the Lord so clearly. I could almost hear him saying to me... ”Rachel, I have taken away your fertility for such a time as this...but I will give you the blessing of a child through adoption.”


Thankfully, Jeff was on the same page and we closed that chapter of our story. It was such a relief to know that I did not have to step foot inside that fertility clinic again anytime soon. We talked about possibly going back at some point after the adoption to try again...but for now, we were so excited about going forth with adopting a child.


When we had first begun talking about adoption, our plans were always to adopt domestically (a child from the united states). God changed those plans when we heard about Ukraine and followed the story of the Duncan’s trip (from part 1) to get their little boy Canaan. Our hearts were gripped for the former Soviet nation. This Eastern European country had orphanages full of children who might never know the love a family...who might never hear the life changing gospel of Jesus Christ. Most of the time when a child reaches the age of 15, they are kicked out. A large percentage of the girls end up in prostitution and the boys a life on the streets full of violence and even death. The percentages were grim. God drew our hearts to this nation and we went full speed ahead with following His call! My dreams and visions had changed from pregnant bellies and cuddly babies to a blonde headed toddler who needed a family.


Lifeline Children’s Services was amazing in the process. Our facilitator, Donna, was so compassionate and so helpful. She passed on information and news about what was going on in Ukraine. It was not always good news. Things had begun to get a little more difficult and things were slowing down a bit. We were requesting a boy aged 12- 24 months. Our desire was to get a healthy child who was as young as possible. The thing was, it was getting more and more difficult to get that request. I will never understand why these countries whose orphanages are full of children make it so hard for them to be adopted. The laws they have in place will drive you crazy! And yet, we were sure of our calling. We prayed endlessly for our child to be. We prayed he would be young and healthy. We had so many others praying with us to the same end. I even selfishly prayed that he would have blonde hair and blue eyes. How fun would it be to have a child that resembled us?


I threw myself 150% into the paperwork. From March to May, we had physicals, went to get our fingerprints done 2 times (county and state), got references, filled out paperwork to adopt a child domestically, went to downtown atlanta to apply for immigration papers, got everything notarized, had a homestudy (4 meetings with a social worker), went back to downtown Atlanta to get everything sealed with the state of Georgia seal, got letters from our employer, paystubs to show we could support our child financially, and much much more. We sent out letters and made phone calls to raise the $22,000 we would need to make this happen.


We finally sent our Dossier (the package of paperwork) to Ukraine in mid May 2005 to be processed at the National Adoption Center in the capital city of Kiev.


The wait to find our son had officially begun...


to be continued