When I was a little girl, it seemed grownups were always asking me what I wanted to be when I grew up. While most of my friends wanted to be a nurse or teacher or stewardess, I usually had a different answer.
I wanted to be a mommy.
Tom and Marcy — there’s been a baby born. He needs a mommy and daddy. Call me.
Marcy! If you want this baby, you need to call me NOW! The birth mom is going home at 10am!
The voice was of my nurse friend. The one who had been there when the baby was born. The one who had called our doctor friend to find a way to connect us.
I called immediately. What had happened?
Her story still brings tears to my eyes. The doctor — the one unwilling to do much to help us — had a change of heart. He had been staring at our name and phone number on her chart every time he made rounds. On Sunday, he finally gave in to what I firmly believe was a prompting by the Holy Spirit. He whispered to my friend that he wouldn’t mind if that note ended up the hands of this birth mom.
And so it did. Along with a personal recommendation of our character, years of infertility, and desire for a baby. She, the birth mother, had tried to call me all Sunday evening. It was the days of dial-up and my husband had tied up the line while working on his laptop. She was eager to speak to me, my friend told me. Can I call her now?
We hung up and I made that call to this young woman, who had already made more than one difficult decision and now was prepared to make one more — the hardest one of all. We spoke for about 15 minutes. We had questions for each other and in the end, she agreed that Tom and I should have her baby. CPS showed up 30 minutes later to claim him, but she firmly informed them that she had made other arrangements.
I never did get to bed that day. I had lots more phone calls to make — my husband, my mom, lawyers, home study agencies, my close friends.
In a split second, sometime within a 15 minute phone call, I had become a mommy. Sleep could wait. There was a baby waiting at the hospital for me.
I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him. So now I give him to the Lord. For his whole life he will be given over to the Lord.” 1 Samuel 1: 27-28