In September of 1999, social services dropped a two day old infant off at my parents house because he and his biological mother had tested positive for cocaine at his birth.
When the baby was three months old, the social worker called my mom and told her that the biological mother had made the decision to put her baby up for adoption. When my dad got home from work that day my mother greeted him in the drive-way with the news. God had finally answered their prayers.
The adoption process was a long and arduous one. It took so long that the original paperwork expired and had to be refiled. I imagine that to my parents that one year felt as long as the sixteen previous years, but two months after his first birthday Thor legally became a part of our family.
Since his arrival on our doorstep he has brought joy and love to our family. Even though he's no longer a baby and most definitely a normal ten year old boy. For our family, and those who went through the journey of prayer and faith with us that lead to his birth, he will always be our miracle baby and an answer to a prayer that lasted sixteen years.
Over the past ten years five more children have been welcomed into our family through adoption. I've often wanted to blog about my younger set of siblings but thought it might get confusing for everyone. So I'm going to introduce them one at a time and tell you about how they came to be in our family. So this is how Thor's story started.
Internet buddies, I'd like you to meet Thor. Thor, Internet buddies.
The sister behind him is Malibu Barbie. We'll talk more about her next week.