Today was the day we've been waiting for...for almost 12 long months. I can honestly say, that there were some days where I didn't think we'd make it. There were days that I couldn't eat because I might throw up. Days that I cried all day long. Hard days. STRESSFUL days.
But today, none of that mattered. It didn't matter that we went to the wrong courthouse and realized our mistake 10 minutes before we were supposed to begin. It didn't matter that our case worker hadn't ever been in front of this judge before. It didn't matter that Bosten spit up all over his shirt minutes before the judge walked in.
We'd made it.
I couldn't help but have tears rolling down my face as the judge said:
"The birth father's rights are terminated."
I thought the judge was funny. My mom thought he was a little grumpy. After we were sworn in he asked us if we were sure that we wanted to spell Bosten's name with an "en" instead of "on". Yep, we're sure. He told us that we'd have to correct people on the spelling his whole life. That's ok...we didn't want it like the city (we didn't name him after the city or the Red Sox...even though we do like them). Then he said, "parental torture....that's what it is."
Maybe that's grumpy or him not minding his own business. I thought it was funny and laughed out loud. I don't care what he thinks about how we spelled his name as long as he signed the adoption decree.
He did.
Its legal.
official.
final.
I have to say (again) how thankful we are to his birth mom and the sacrifice she made so that we could have him. We are so grateful. We love this little boy and can't imagine what our family would be like without him. He is the sweetest little boy and I can't help but give him extra hugs and kisses today.
See that smile on my face? Huge relief!
The judge wanted to hold him for a picture...Bosten was not interested at all and started immediately crying and reaching for his mom.

He let Kaden bang his gavel and Kaden thought it was pretty cool.