Since I was a little girl, I have known my family would grow through adoption. My
parents planted the seed when I was very young. They were planning on adopting
from Vietnam or Korea. I remember talking about it and taking pictures of our
family for the agency. Although my parent’s plans did not work out, we received
the agency’s newsletter for years. Growing up, I would flip through the pages
looking for possible brothers and sisters.
Years passed, I became a teacher, I became active in the Children’s Ministry at
church, and I traveled the world. Maybe because I sought them out, but I often
found myself meeting families who adopted internationally. I had the pleasure of
meeting an adoptive mom at a boyfriend’s parent’s home. She has three biological
boys and a daughter from Korea. We discussed agencies, and her experience with her
adoption agency. I mentally filed the information for a later time. Shortly
after, I was at the bookstore looking through adoption books. Suddenly, it all
seemed very possible. I went to the adoption agency's orientation and I knew that
adopting now would be right for me.
The agency was not so patient and soon we were talking about there being a place
in the quota for the China Program.
After submitting my dossier for China in October 2003, I had a short wait until
June 7, 2004 when I spoke with Pauline and received the information on Wan Fu
Xiao. The weeks between referral and travel were a flurry of preparation. My good
friend Cherie came down from Binghamton to accompany me on this journey to adopt
Emma. Leaving New York, we felt as if we were just going on another vacation. But
I was bringing home the child of my dreams, a child that I had grown in my heart
since my own childhood.
Wan, Fu Xiao was placed in my arms at the Chongqing Municipal building on Monday,
August 9, 2004. We walked into an ordinary building and rode the elevator up to
the appropriate floor. Upon entering the room, we saw approximately 17 babies.
All the children were wearing split pant shorts, tee shirts and had their heads
shaved. Some babies were sleeping in walkers or on the floor while others were
I had imagined this moment of my first meeting since I was little. Of course I had
changed it and developed it over the years. I envisioned the parents would all be
called individually and the babies would be lovingly placed in our arms. A feeling
of love would envelop me and we would be mother and daughter. Instead, the
director, along with our guide Guilan, started calling out names and handing us the
children. Before I knew it, Emma Elisabeth Fu Xiao was placed in my arms. There
was no quiet ceremony, no formal recognition of the event. It seemed common, even
a little surreal. I felt confused and a little disoriented by the occasion not
being given more significance. But, coming down the elevator I was a mother and
this felt right. A wave of love came over me.
Emma is now 2 years old. She has an exuberant personality and does everything with
lots of energy. Some days are exhausting; I have never been so tired. Schedules
to keep, ear infections, sleepless nights and…JOY!!! Emma is so much fun and
everyday is a new adventure. Motherhood is better that I ever could have
When I was a child I dreamt of a brother or sister being brought into my life through adoption. That dream evolved into becoming an adoptive mother. I appreciate all my adoption agency did in order to make this dream a reality. For questions regarding the agency I used or assistance, please feel free to contact me at email@example.com .