To say we had little time to prepare for Jackson’s arrival would be an understatement. We found out about his impending birth and potential adoption on Saturday, June 10. He was born on Sunday, June 11, and we saw him for the first time through the nursery window that afternoon around 5 p.m. He was 16 hours old. He wasn’t legally ours yet, but in my heart, he was mine all mine.
It wasn’t until Monday afternoon, June 12, that I got to hold him and kiss him and call him by his name.
Over an unsuspecting weekend in mid-June 2006, we became a family of four. Adoption is the coolest thing ever.