Why is it that when you feel like finally the stress is coming to an end, BAM, another issue is knocking at the door. I say that very lightly, all because this is our life story. Did you ever feel like things are just too good to be true? Usually, that feeling never lies, at least in my life. It is almost a guarantee that something unexpected will be attempting to knock us back down.
After some long awaited 9 months of pregnancy, Gavin Antonio Ponist arrived on 2/1/2017. That day in its self was full of chaos, which I’m sure most is the day of delivery. But for us, we had no idea this was going to be taking place or how it all happened. Kristin and I went to our 40-week appointment with the OBGYN that morning, Kristin mentioned she hasn’t felt the baby move for a few hours. The doctor advised us to go immediately to the hospital to be induced.
Once we left the doctor’s office we drove home, quickly ran in, grabbed our bags and kissed the kids before we left. We arrived to the hospital for the doctor on call to chastise us for pushing matters just because we want the baby out. Yea, we were offended, we corrected him to how this wasn’t our idea. Within 10 minutes, he finds out our poor baby Gavin was breached, C-section it is. Thinking we were going to be there for days after being induced; it turned into only hours and the baby was born at 5:33pm.
Everyone, Kristin and Gavin, are completely healthy and were released from the Hospital 2 days later. So as our emotions are incredibly high, just to be home with all 6 of our kids, the text messages and phone calls come through. The investigation that was filed against us from the last piece I wrote, was finally completed. You remember that ordeal, right before Christmas, the hell we went through. Well, something else was discovered from that whole dilemma.
This meeting was just to bring everyone to date, which involved all our case workers and agency workers. It was only so everyone was on the same page to complete our adoptions. During this meeting that we were not invited too, the DHS commissioner realizes that none of our case workers have updated our kids’ medical situations in over the past 2 years. What it looked like from an outsider is we do not take our kids to the doctors ever or follow up with their medical needs. Immediately, this man that has never stepped foot in our home or even met us, said we have too many medical needs in one home.
We of course were furious, that isn’t our home, our kids are doing amazing. On our own, we called all the doctors and specialists the next day and sent over everything to prove what we do. Again, we did what these case workers weren’t doing. This laziness almost cost us our children, the children we fought for years to be healthy and safe. Even hearing that in the close of the false allegations made against us, in which prejudice was literally written and found, we still cannot take a deep breath.
Here, we planned to have a baby a year ago, after long consideration. It was decided because Natalie is healthy and her short gut syndrome is stable and thriving. We planned that when all kids are about to be adopted is when it was a good time to get pregnant. This Commissioner at first argued that how can we have a child when the others were not healthy. The sad part was, again we had no control of others incompetence falling on us. A lesson we learned this week. We refuse to feel safe anymore until each of these adoptions are final. At this point we are terrified of what else could possibly delay in the completing of our family, who is there to trust?
