Meeting Lizbeth - Chapter One Part II
Beginning the Adoption Process
Tom spent weeks researching adoption agencies all over the state. He checked their records for successful adoptions, he checked for criminal records and foreign adoptions. He checked licenses and the agencies current status. He even called a few parents who had used different adoption agencies and he called several adoption agencies directly. He asked them what type of children they placed, what their fee structure was and how long it would take to go through the process.
He'd finally settled on the All Star Adoption Agency. Everything checked out on this agency and the reviews were stellar. When he called to set up an appointment he spoke with a Miss Stonify. He could hear her smile on the phone. He was lucky enough to get an appointment for the next day.
Louise went along just to placate him. It really didn't matter to her one way or another. He had promised her a nanny so she wouldn't have to be overly involved. She was a bit happy though that he had chosen a girl. At least she could mold her into a woman worthy of the Sanders name and fortune and wouldn't have to worry about messy little boy things all over the house. She agreed to the appointment tomorrow, though a bit halfheartedly.
Miss Stonify was a single lady. She had raven black hair that she kept in a neat bun pulled tightly at the back of her head with absolutely no pins showing. Her pale skin was in direct contrast to her dark hair giving it a look of porcelain. She was neither thick nor thin, more like a Rubens painting with the glow of her smile shining from her face. She always wore dark clothes to slim down her appearance. For her meeting with the Sanders she chose a navy blue suit with a plain beige blouse and matching navy necklace.
Everyone who met her liked her immediately. It only took seconds to know her smile was genuine and she loved her job. She couldn't have children of her own so she dedicated her life to helping children who couldn't help themselves. Babies in need of homes. Babies whose mothers couldn't or wouldn't care for them.
She screened future parents very carefully. She researched them on the internet, telephoned family members and friends, checked newspaper and magazine articles, all before they even filled out their applications. She had a sixth sense about people and was never wrong in her assessment of them.
The Sanders couple had more than enough money to care for a dozen children. Both had spotless reputations and people had good things to say about them and she knew a lot about Mr. Sanders. She was anxious to meet them face to face.
Tom was as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof. He couldn't stay still. He urged Louise to hurry so they wouldn't be late. As it turned out, they were fifteen minutes early. It didn't matter though, the ever efficient Miss Stonify was ready for them when they came.
She brought them into her office and introductions were made all around. She could tell right away this couple was an enigma. Mr. Sanders, Tom, was immediately likable. He would make an excellent, loving father. She had no doubt. The woman, Louise, was another story. She had a gut feeling she wouldn't be a mother at all. She had to give serious thought to this one. Could that wonderful man make up for that egotistical woman? Would a baby melt her heart of stone? She could teach a little girl so much but would that make up for the lack of love and warmth? Could Tom, Mr. Sanders, provide enough love for both of them? She believed he could especially under the circumstances.
She explained to them that once they filled out the application an appointment would be set up for a home study by a social worker. The social worker would check not just their home but their personalities and see if they were truly ready to adopt a child.
Tom was perfectly at ease. He knew their home would pass the test completely. He knew he was ready and the social worker would see how badly he wanted this baby. He was a bit apprehensive about Louise who remained so aloof. They left the office to wait to hear from Miss Stonify. The homestudy went perfectly. The next step was waiting.
Several weeks went by and Tom got more and more nervous. Louise went about life as usual, only worried about her clothes and appearance. When Miss Stonify called she said, "Mr. Sanders your little girl is ready. We're looking at a placement date two weeks from today to give you time to get her room in order. Mr. Sanders are you there?" "Oh yes Miss Stonify I'm just so happy I think my heart skipped a few beats."
The little bundle they picked up that Thursday morning was a vision in pink. Her tiny little face was surrounded in blonde ringlets. Anyone would think Tom was her father! Louise had to admit she was kind of cute.
When they brought her home her room was waiting. Everything pink and pretty with beautiful white furniture. Tom had bought out the nursery equipment in the store so all the necessities would be on hand. Toys were lined up on shelves around the room and a big white rocking chair stood next to the crib. They called her Lizbeth after Tom's great grandmother. Lizbeth Sanders, all of Tom's dreams wrapped up in one little baby.
As soon as they were settled Louise asked where the nanny was? Tom had taken care of that detail as well and Nanny Madeline was to start tomorrow. Her room, right next to the nursery was just as well stocked as the nursery. Anything and everything she needed was right there for her along with her own bathroom and kitchenette.
As Tom closed the door to Lizbeth's room he couldn't believe they had brought her home ten years ago. He couldn't remember life without her. How often he thought of the adoption process and how lucky they were to have beautiful Lizbeth. As she grew she continued to look like Tom which astonished everyone. Their bond was almost palpable. Their nightly ritual, Tom singing to her as he rocked her to sleep, was the highlight of his day as well as hers.
Louise tolerated Lizbeth and tried to show her how to be a little lady. Thank goodness for Nanny Madeline. Louise didn't know what she would do without her.
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I think there will be one more part to Chapter One. All comments and suggestions are welcome. I really appreciate any guidance or constructive criticism you can give me.
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