My meeting with Niklas and the adoptive parents and pictures.

The meet up.

I went out before the meeting, and bought Niklas a couple of books.
I bought him a bath time vinyl book of the Rainbow Fish, and two board books - Wynken, Blynkin and Nod (However you spell it) and Clifford.
Then, I found a recording book called 'All the ways I love you" and recorded my voice, reading to him.

I was so excited when they came through the door. The adoptive mom is just the cutest lady, and he looked so healthy!

I walked up to them, and cooed over Niklas, and gave the adoptive mom a hug.
Niklas started laughing and then gave me the fishy face.

We waited for the adoptive father to arrive, and while we waited, we chatted about how Niklas was doing. He just kept smiling and looking around.

When the adoptive father showed up, Niklas smiled so big for him. The adoptive father reached out for Niklas and held him while we made our way to the booth.

Our waitress came, and the adoptive mom was holding Niklas, and the waitress looked at me and says "Are you his mother?"
Talk about dead silence. I didn't know what to say and I guess neither did the adoptive parents.

We sat for about 30 minutes before we ordered any food.
I reached out to hold Niklas, and she handed him to me over the table.
It is pure love, seriously.
I never thought I would like babies, but I love them lol.

I love how he breathes and how snuggly he is. He's such a chunker and I love that.
I also loved how he concentrated on things. His eyes are huge and they are blue, but have a large ring of yellow that starts around the pupil and branches out into the blue.
And his eyelashes - he gets that from the birth father. Both of them have really long, dark eyelashes.

We brought up the birth father, and talked about him. I told them that they might never meet the birth father, as I don't contact him, but if they ever did I would get in touch with him.

The adoptive mother talked to me about what would happen to Niklas if both of them passed away.
If one of them passed away, the other would take care of him.
But if both of them pass away, they told me about the couple they picked to be his guardians.

A lot of her friends and family are so ignorant.
I don't understand what goes through people's heads.

They could not believe that the adoptive mom and adoptive dad were going to meet up with me so I could see Niklas.
They were all worried that I would steal Niklas from them or try to get him back. (seriously!)

Could you just see me trying to steal a baby? It doesn't make any sense.

Why would I have the adoptive parents pick out his name, come to doctor's appointments and ultrasound appointments with me, call up the adoptive parents so they could be there for the birth of the baby, and ask them to stay at the hospital with the baby if I was going to steal him back when he is 5 months old?

They talked to me about his room, and play room and how his family has been doing.
She showed me the diapers she uses and showed me his favorite toy.

He was content and happy as a lark, until of a sudden, he started screaming and crying.
I picked him up, and the adoptive parents prepared a bottle for him.

The adoptive dad warned me about how he is, and I noticed when I went to shift him, and he started screaming again.
I admit that I panicked a bit. I didn't know if I was doing it right.

The adoptive mom talked to me about how she did have a meltdown when he was a baby, and had to have her mom move in for a week to help out.
I told her that I think every mom goes through that when they have a baby.

It was amazing seeing them. I didn't cry or feel any different towards them, then I would be with a friend and her child.
He was just the sweetest, cutest baby ever.

The adoptive dad spent so much time with him, and as the adoptive mother and I chatted, the adoptive father just held Niklas and bounced him on his knee.

I told the adoptive parents that I seriously could not have picked out a better couple to raise Niklas, and the adoptive mom said "Don't say that! You're going to make me cry."

When they left, I didn't feel sad or anything.

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