I am so excited to bring to you my newest guest blogger. This gorgeous lady is my friend Savina. Savina and I met at church while hubby and I lived in Kansas. Savina introduced me to the joys of a "little" show called Grey's Anatomy. ;o) She is an Army wife to her awesome hubby Don who recently returned from his most recent deployment overseas. She is also a mom to 4 beautiful children. She is talented, funny, an amazing friend, has a fantastic spirit, and she is an adoptee. This is her story, in her words.
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Let me start out by introducing my self. My name is Savina Ford. I am 31 (well close enough). I was born in San Antonio, TX. I was raised in Portland, OR. I am an adoptee. I have always known that I was adopted. At least I don’t remember ever not knowing that I was adopted! My birth mother was 16 and had just finished her freshman year of HS when I was born. She did not have the best of living conditions and was most likely not really given much of a choice weather to keep me or put me up for adoption. Either way I am eternally grateful to her for giving me up. I was adopted through LDS Services. I have an amazing family that has loved and cared for me my whole life.
My Mother and Father tried for many years to have their own children. None came. They went to the Doctor and had some tests done to see why. The tests came back showing that they together were unable to conceive. That is when they decided to start the adoption process. It was not an easy process for them. At one point they had my Mothers cousins two children and they were going to adopt them, but that fell though. Then they got a call saying that the adoption agency had a baby boy for them. They were so excited but at the last min. the birth mom decided to keep him. My parents were devastated. They had already waited over 2 years on the adoption list for a baby. Then they called again and said they had a baby girl coming and asked if they wanted her. They told my parents that the mother was Hispanic and the Father was Caucasian. This was perfect because so were my adoptive parents. My Mother is Mexican and my Father is Caucasian! They were again excited but reserved a lot of their joy in fear that they might not get her either.
May 30th 1980 the baby girl was born. The adoption agency called and told them that they had some news that may complicate things. My Mother almost died. “Here we go again” she thought. “The Birth Mom wants to keep her too.” The lady went on and told her that the baby girl came out with blond hair and blue eyes. She had no apparent features of a Hispanic baby and asked if she still wanted her. My mom in shock said, “Who cares! Of course we want her!” about a month later I was in my Mothers arms and on my way to my home. The time lapse between my birth and my Mother coming to get me was due to travel arrangements. My parents had to get plane tickets and I came a bit earlier than expected! I stayed with a foster family for my first few weeks of life till my Mother was able to come and get me. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family who loves me. I am and will forever be grateful for the sacrifices that have been made for me, and the blessings that I have received through adoption.
My Mother and Father tried for many years to have their own children. None came. They went to the Doctor and had some tests done to see why. The tests came back showing that they together were unable to conceive. That is when they decided to start the adoption process. It was not an easy process for them. At one point they had my Mothers cousins two children and they were going to adopt them, but that fell though. Then they got a call saying that the adoption agency had a baby boy for them. They were so excited but at the last min. the birth mom decided to keep him. My parents were devastated. They had already waited over 2 years on the adoption list for a baby. Then they called again and said they had a baby girl coming and asked if they wanted her. They told my parents that the mother was Hispanic and the Father was Caucasian. This was perfect because so were my adoptive parents. My Mother is Mexican and my Father is Caucasian! They were again excited but reserved a lot of their joy in fear that they might not get her either.
May 30th 1980 the baby girl was born. The adoption agency called and told them that they had some news that may complicate things. My Mother almost died. “Here we go again” she thought. “The Birth Mom wants to keep her too.” The lady went on and told her that the baby girl came out with blond hair and blue eyes. She had no apparent features of a Hispanic baby and asked if she still wanted her. My mom in shock said, “Who cares! Of course we want her!” about a month later I was in my Mothers arms and on my way to my home. The time lapse between my birth and my Mother coming to get me was due to travel arrangements. My parents had to get plane tickets and I came a bit earlier than expected! I stayed with a foster family for my first few weeks of life till my Mother was able to come and get me. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family who loves me. I am and will forever be grateful for the sacrifices that have been made for me, and the blessings that I have received through adoption.
Savina & Don's adorable kids at Halloween 2010Carter, Sam, Austin, Maria
Top Left: Great Grandma Danna McDonald, Carter Ford, Grandma McDonald, and Austin Ford. Middle Left: Grandpa McDonald, Ray McDonald (also adopted), and Nikia McDonald. Bottom Left: Maria Ford, Savina Ford holding Samuel Ford, and Don Ford. 
