Adoption Story: Adam and Amye

It was a joy walking with Adam and Amy on their journey to their son. When they started with Christian Adoption Consultants, they didn't know what was in store. After the struggles, the waiting, the praying, today Amye shares what it's like to look back on their journey.

“The pain that you’ve been feeling can’t compare to the joy that is coming.” Romans 8:18 

From our first failed round of IVF to our first “not yet,” those were the words I turned to over and over again. While true, those words brought much needed comfort on the most difficult of days, I’d be lying if I said I never struggled with believing them.

After nearly two years of infertility struggles, we had a new found hope in adoption, and were so very excited at the thought of growing our family in this most special of ways. As we approached a year of being “in the wait” and countless “not yets;” however, I began to feel that hope and excitement fade. But, as He always does, in His perfect time, almost nine months exactly (my mom pointed out) from our first time presenting, we got our YES!

I can’t tell you how many times we read in others testimonials or were told to “trust the process” and that “it will all be worth it.”  Well, as cliche as it sounds, we can attest that there is nothing more true! 

When I had the absolute honor to speak with our sons birth mom, she told me “I am so glad the others didn’t choose you, because I know you were meant for me.” And you know what? I am so glad too, because while I didn’t think the day would ever come, I can without a doubt, 100 percent, tell you that we would not change a single thing that led us to this child we are blessed  to call our own.

Adoption Story: Kevin and Hailey (again!)

I had the joy of walking with Kevin and Hailey on their second adoption journey (you can read about their first adoption here). This time they walked through adoption at the height of the pandemic, in the midst of a lockdown. But just like when they adopted their son, when they received "the call," all of the waiting and praying and hoping came together. And this time, not for one baby, but two...

We want to share our adoption story of how the Lord brought the sweetest blessing of twins to our family. They bring so much joy that we call them our double rainbow in the storm of Covid. We hope this adoption story brings encouragement to those interested in learning more about adoption and our desire is to give all the glory to our Heavenly Father who loves and cares for each one of us in the adoption triad. I want to be sensitive to the feelings of the birth family because adoption is bittersweet and born out of loss. No one prepares you for the pain and joy that bonds adoptive and birth families together. 

Adoption is a picture of God’s love for his children. We are chosen by him and wanted and given an inheritance. The adoption process is filled with so many emotions for hopeful adoptive parents…the waiting, hoping, and then finding out that “not yet” answer. We waited almost two years and went through one “failed match” to a little girl we had named “May.” The beauty of this is that we were able to pray for almost fifty expectant moms. Wow! Susan, with Christian Adoption Consultants, was such a help and encouragement every step of the way. It was overwhelming, and completely out of our control, which is a good place to be, where the only place to go is to God in prayer. As we continued to wait, Kevin and I decided to try foster care. I knew in my heart that we should wait and not try to control the situation and run ahead of God but I plowed ahead anyway. There were children in foster care that needed homes and I thought that would be a faster route. But I knew God was telling us to wait. After two foster care classes, God made it clear that we needed to stop. I gave up on adoption also and basically stopped the process and began to seek feeling content with where God had us and to focus on raising our five year old son and loving the family right in front of me. I love this verse from Psalm 27:14 “Wait for the Lord, be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!”

Enter COVID-19 and the 14 day shutdown… As everyone was experiencing a new unknown, Kevin, began working from home and the best place to set up his office was in the former nursery. He had a great view out of the window as all the neighbors began walking around the block since you couldn’t go anywhere, and he had a great view of the crib. He began praying that God would answer our desire to adopt. The next day we had an email from our agency looking for a family to adopt a four week old baby girl and Kevin thought we should find out more. The world seemed to be shutting down and maybe we would be that family for this baby girl. But no, they had already found the perfect family for her, but they were trying to find a family for twins due sometime in April. They weren’t exactly sure of many details but I told the social worker that I thought we would be interested. The next day, I was letting my son ride his bike in the parking lot with his cousins (because we were all social distancing and if they were on bikes the kids couldn’t get too close), when my phone rang and it was the social worker calling to let me know that they would love to “match” us with the twins if we wanted to move forward. The babies were due in five days!!! Jaw drop! And the shocker! In New Orleans! WHAT?! You want us to go into the hotspot of Coronavirus? We hadn’t even let our son go play at his grandparents house yet, but that was all about to change. God gave strength and courage I did not have on my own. That night, at a Wednesday evening prayer service on zoom, we asked our church to pray for us as we began to prepare for a quick adoption, not knowing if the birth family might change their minds at the last minute. God was giving peace to our hearts and leading us to take steps forward in this adoption situation.     

The next four days flew by as we were doing additional paperwork, finding car seats, cribs, basinets, rock and plays, girl clothes, and diapers. Friends, and even strangers, were dropping off girl clothes, sheets, blankets, and baby basinets at our front door. Boy, the Lord provided every detail, and fast! 

Every time the agency would call, I automatically thought the expectant mom had changed her mind, but they would reassure me that everything was good and we should be ready to come and meet the expectant family on Sunday for lunch. Since this is the beginning of COVID-19, there were no restaurants open and parks had been closed. We met in the parking lot of a movie theater and in that huge concrete lot was a perfect shade tree for us to set five lawn chairs out for our first visit to meet the expectant family. What a sweet provision from the Lord. 

The Lord blessed the birth mom with a healthy delivery and recovery. Our time together in the hospital with the birth family was sweet and emotional. The baby nursery was closed due to COVID and the twins were brought to my room for me to care for them on my own. I felt on my own I wasn’t able to handle feeding, swaddling, diaper changing, and loving on two newborn babies but the Lord gives strength and answered the prayer that my husband, Kevin, could be in the hospital with me. We were discharged after 48 hours and said our emotional goodbyes to the birth family. God provided opportunity to share the gospel and to love on them through handwritten letters, texts, small gifts, and meals delivered to their room. Papers were signed and we were so thankful to make it home safely and healthy. Our extended family came and waved through the window to meet the twins for the first time.  

We finalized their adoption on November 30, 2020 with a limited amount of family due to COVID restrictions, but so thankful they could be with us to witness the testimony of the love we have for the twins and their birth family. We celebrated the twins first birthday at our home filled with family! We invited their birth great grandmother who we adore and have remained in communication with. It was a joy to watch her enjoy the babies and hear more stories of their family traditions. 

From the moment they were placed in our arms we have loved them with all our hearts. God has been faithful to us through the wait, hard times, emotional journey, and navigating relationships and we praise His name for the blessing of all three of our sweet children brought to us through the gift of adoption. 

Adoption Story: Andrew and Helen

Andrew and Helen have a truly inspiring adoption story. But it's not because it happened quickly. Or easily. Or exactly as planned. It actually unfolded completely differently than they anticipated. And they wouldn't change anything about how God miraculously brought their son into their lives...

The waiting. The nos. The not yets. Watching family, friends, and co-workers grow their families as you sometimes patiently, sometimes not so patiently, wait to grow yours. It’s hard, it’s really hard. We heard “all in God’s timing” I don’t know how many times, and while we know that to be true, sometimes it just wasn’t helpful. Sometimes all you want is for someone to sit under the dark cloud that is over you and just give you a shoulder to cry on or to say a prayer over you. You’re not asking for someone to fix your sadness, just for someone to understand. We’re just finishing the holiday season and I know how hard this time can be. Andrew and I used to say, “this could be our last (insert holiday) without kiddos!”.  As the years dragged on, we stopped saying that and started to believe that the day would never come.  

While the holidays can bring great joy and hope, there are plenty of opportunities for grief, as well. You may find yourself on the other side of 20-questions. Curious family/friends/co-workers, who may not know the extent of your struggles, relentlessly asking pointed questions “aren’t you worried that their real parents would come and take your child away?... I heard about someone that happened to in the news.” Or perhaps alongside the adoption journey, you also experienced infertility, like we did. That brings about a whole slew of stories of how they knew so-and-so who adopted, and they got pregnant immediately afterwards. Or the advice to “just relax, it will happen” when you’re in arguably one of the most stressful seasons of your life. Or perhaps you’re gathered around the table and another member of your family is pregnant, and you listen as people talk about their labor experiences.  All the while you sit there wishing you had your own story to tell and must excuse yourself to take a breather/cry session in the bathroom. 

Sisters and brothers in Christ, Andrew and I see you. We encourage you, as difficult as it is, try to shift your focus from anger/resentment to one of education. Use appropriate adoption language. Prepare them for your child to come and set boundaries of what is acceptable to ask about and what is not. Susan really helped us with this piece when we called her frustrated with some of the comments we had received. Utilize your consultant as a guide through this difficult time.

Adoption is the most bittersweet thing that has ever happened to us. Truthfully, I don’t think we’ve had a more difficult period in our marriage than trying to grow our family biologically or through adoption. We wish we could take the pain away, but only Jesus can do that. Take your burdens to the cross and leave them there. Find ways to enjoy life in the wait (I know, a tall order) and try to find pieces of who you used to be before this chapter of your life seemingly took over every ounce of your beings. That is what Andrew and I had just started doing when God finally answered our prayers and brought our son, Robbie, into our lives. Our biggest hope is that our story resonates with you and provides you so much needed hope in this very difficult journey. A more beautiful story than you can imagine is being written. Here’s ours:

Before we were even married we both discussed how we’d like to adopt one day. Both of our families had adoptees including his sister and my two paternal aunts. Little did we know the seeds were being planted by God, way back then, for our future marriage and life together.  Andrew and I started dating and on August 16, 2014 we were married (note this month/date for later).  Our first step after college was to move to a place we had never heard of… Muscatine, Iowa.  We had absolutely no desire to move there at the time but ended up finding the best church community and friends; friends who would eventually lead us to Christian Adoption Consultants. 

Fast forward five years and, after being frustrated of a year of no pregnancies, I felt God pushing me to reach out to an acquaintance from church who I knew was an adoptive mama. I briefly told Erika (who later went on to work for CAC!) that Andrew and I had always had adoption on our hearts, and we were considering starting our family that way.  She went on to tell me she used Christian Adoption Consultants, specifically Susan VanSyckle, and she would highly recommend her. I saved the conversation for future use and adoption went on the backburner.  

Another year and a half went by and now it’s July of 2020.  Andrew and I had just finished several rounds of infertility treatments IUIs/IVF where we were told we would likely never have biological children. We were devastated, but looking back, God was preparing us to say “yes” to adoption sooner than we ourselves, would have planned.  We pulled back up that conversation from Erika and reached out to CAC and Susan took us on as clients in August of 2020. 

We finally felt like we were following God’s plan for us. We became fully home study approved by the end of September. Things were looking up, going smoothly (for once!).  Little did we know, but we’d have a long way to go because we ended up moving to a new state and had to restart the home study process over again. So start from scratch we did. We contacted Susan who helped us find a new social worker and from there came all new background checks, reference letters, fire inspections etc. While we were able to get caught up on the paperwork and background checks pretty quickly, our home study agency all contracted covid (some requiring hospitalizations) after we had our home study inspection in December. This led to a two month wait until we received full home study approval in February of 2021.  

We felt like we had wasted six months of our lives just getting to the start line. Our contract with Susan was half over and we had nothing to show for it. It was such a relief when we started to receive cases.  We poured our hearts into every letter to the birth parent(s) but no after no came our way.  I think we got up to 18 “not yets.” Sometimes the agency didn’t choose us to present when we really wanted to present; those were the worst! We came close to matching once, but in the end the birth mother chose another family. We were frustrated, devastated, and ticked off at God, to be completely honest. Questions like “God, I thought this is what you wanted for us? Why are you making this journey so difficult?” 

In June of 2021 we got word that my older sister was pregnant with her first and she was due in December. When we got the call, we held it together and gave our excited congratulations, but we immediately bawled afterwards. I would be lying to you if I didn’t say bitterness swelled in our hearts during that time. We entered maybe the darkest period of this journey. We were stressed and arguing over what to write in every letter. We just weren’t our normal selves. We decided to finally do what I recommended earlier in this story, to find joy in what we could. We started traveling again, going to baseball games, finding a new restaurant to try. Heck, I’m not going to lie, we even talked about ending this adoption journey once our paperwork expired and just taking a break from trying to grow our family. Find who we were 3.5 years ago before infertility and adoption. I prayed and prayed that God would match us before my sister was due because I knew our hearts just couldn’t take the wait any longer.

In July, we decided our fun thing to do would be to take a trip out to Oregon to see Andrew’s extended family. In addition to seeing them, we wanted to see the final resting place for his late grandfather we lost to cancer in December of 2020.  While standing next to his late grandfather’s grave, Andrew said aloud that if we had a son, we would name him Robert, after him. It is a name we had discussed and agreed upon, but there was something cathartic and hopeful about proclaiming that. As we drove away Andrew told me that he felt we were right on the cusp of something big in the adoption process. There was some “Grandpa Bob mojo in the air.”  I agreed, but in the back of my head just couldn’t see how this story was going to unfold.

August rolled around and we decided we wanted and needed to go off the grid and just be at peace as a gift to ourselves for our 7^th wedding anniversary (August 16^th).  Our contract with Susan and CAC was going to expire August 31^st and we still hadn’t decided whether we were going to renew. Did we have the strength to go on? We pushed off making a decision and booked a treehouse in a remote area with no cell service, and we planned to just get back to basics for a couple days. Play games, read books, talk, pray, etc. Invest some time into our marriage. Little did we know, but God had a big surprise up his sleeve right in the nick of time.

The week our son was born was one for the books. He was born August 10^th, 2021.  On August 11^th I received a text on the plane after landing from a work trip from Andrew that read “Check our Email. Potential doorstep case in Indiana (30-day revocation period, btw)…needs to know by 5PM our time.”  It was 3:45pm.

I franticly opened the Email and the subject line read “URGENT! Newborn baby boy born YESTERDAY in Indiana. Do you want to present?” My heart was pounding as I read what was there, which wasn’t much. It was the least amount of information we’ve ever had on a case.  No medical or social information, bloodwork, pictures, etc. Our son’s birth mother was on her way to the hospital and made an adoption plan while she was in labor. We leaned on what Susan had coached us through time and time again… to put our “yes” on the table and let God work out the rest. After deplaning, I called Andrew. We talked through whether her last-minute call to the agency was a red flag.  What about the 30-day revocation period in Indiana – could that be an issue? What about exposures? A little after 4PM, we decided to send in our yes.

For some reason I left the airport smiling. For some reason I just felt like this baby boy was our son. We had been down this presenting route before. While we were more excited than other cases, we had tempered expectations. The following day we went about our business as we would have any other day.  We were both working when at lunch time on the 12^th, our lives were about to change forever. We got a call from the agency and hearts pounding, we answered the phone.  We were told we were selected and that we needed to drive over to Indianapolis ASAP. We both ran around and grabbed everything we could. Literally we had just done laundry and we threw in the whole laundry basket into the car. I even took a quick 5-minute shower worried about meeting his birth mother looking at hot mess. While we were driving the two hours to Indianapolis (also a blessing to be driving distance!) we had calls and texts going from the agency and with an adoption lawyer.  It was the craziest drive calling family and telling them the news while also fielding calls from the hospital, agency, and lawyer on next steps. They walked us through the process seamlessly.  

We were told by the agency that they hadn’t heard about when he would be released, but we needed to come prepared with a car seat. His birth mom had already signed her consent to the adoption before we arrived. Due to our long wait to have a child, we told ourselves we weren’t buying anything until we matched. It was just too hard to have around. Well, sure enough, we found ourselves at a Buy Buy Baby with two staff members as they helped us with carts to grab the essentials. We met Robbie that evening in the NICU. We wound our way to the NICU and there he was: the most precious baby boy lying in bed #3. It was the most wonderful reveal not having any clue what our son would look like. I stand by the fact that he was the most beautiful baby in the NICU with the best head of hair. He was tiny being born about a month early he was 5lbs 9oz and 18 inches long. I think we ended up staying until close to midnight that first night just holding him and loving on him. It was love at first site.  

While we were in the NICU, Robbie’s birth mother came for a visit to meet us. I just want to pause here and say wow…what a gift our social worker has. She has an infectious bold love for birth mothers that I will never ever forget.  We had the best conversation with Robbie’s birth mother. She stayed for several hours and we bonded over all our similarities. She was hilarious and we totally clicked! She brought him a blanket, clothes, and shampoo and we gave her flowers and his ink footprints and newborn pictures from the hospital. She told us how our profile stood out to her and she didn’t want to look at anyone else’s. What a reassuring thing to hear after all the doubts and second-guessing we had along the way… “our pictures aren’t good/fancy enough”, “we’re writing too much”, “she’s going to choose the other family” etc.  Susan told us time and time again to be authentic to who we are, and the right birth mother would find us.  I have to say, once again, she was right. Remember that anniversary trip we had planned to the treehouse?  Well God had other plans for our anniversary this year. Instead of a treehouse, we spent the day snuggling our son and we received a really kind text message from Robbie’s birth mother.  The icing on the cake was obtaining our adoption decree granting us custody of Robbie. Signed and dated August 16^{th, 2021}. You can’t make up how beautiful that story is; what a wonderful forever anniversary gift. While we felt encouraged some days, we knew we had a long way to go before our revocation period was up. 

I will not lie that the 30-day wait was excruciating. We wanted to shout Robbie’s presence to the world and celebrate him but we just couldn’t. We had been hurt so many times it was hard to lower our walls and dream of our future together when our future was hanging in the balance.  Besides close friends and family members, we didn’t tell anyone else. We decided to shift our daydreaming from a lifetime with him, to getting through the next month.  Whatever our role was in his life, we were going to do the best we could for him.  During that time, we had an army of people praying for us, and eventually we made it through those treacherous 30 days. 

After we made it through that gauntlet, we were in the final stretch. Praise God! We never thought we’d get here. Post-placement home studies and finalization, here we come! After 3 post-placement visits, we were able to finalize our adoption. On November 15^th, 2021 just shy of 4 years of trying to start a family, we finally became a family of three. Our hearing was over Zoom so most of our extended family was able to get on. Andrew and I both cried tears of joy and relief that this little boy was in our lives forever. Over Thanksgiving my aunt threw a beautiful baby shower for Robbie and we finally got to let the world know he was here to stay forever. What a joyous day. And remember when I told you my sister was pregnant? She gave birth to a baby girl on December 2^nd. God once again answered our prayers and we were able to truly enjoy the miracle that is my niece’s life, without bitterness in our hearts.

When we started this journey, we did not understand the grief, loss, joy, hope, paperwork, compromises, ups and downs that went with adoption. In the midst of the wait, you will likely wonder if you have the strength to go on. As you hear most adoptive families say, it was worth it in the end. Andrew and I will never ever be the same. Our naivety is gone, but our hope in God’s plan for our lives is renewed. I hope our story of ups and downs encourages those that are still in the wait, to keep persevering.  

Thank you Susan and Danielle for helping us get to this point in our journey. We our forever grateful for your prayers, wisdom, guidance, and education throughout this process.

Adoption Story: Marty and Blair

God can do a lot in ten months. When Marty and Blair started with Christian Adoption Consultants last Fall, their plans had already been rerouted from the impact of the pandemic. Add to that concerns about what openness could hold and the fear of not being chosen, and it was hard to know what the future held.

Today Blair shares how they started their adoption process, worked through their fears, and how God worked through the adoption of their daughter.

Our adoption journey has taken many twists and turns, but we are so thankful to God for where He led us and for bringing our precious daughter into our lives. We started our journey in Fall 2019 and initially pursued international adoption. However, as COVID-19 hit, borders closed, and all international adoptions to China were halted, we were at a standstill and seeking God for how to proceed. It was around this time that the Lord began softening our hearts toward domestic adoption. In all honesty, we had been concerned about open adoptions, how a relationship with a birth mother would work, and the process of being "picked." A wonderful couple from our church had just adopted a baby boy from Florida, and had worked with Susan and CAC. We respected this couple tremendously and knew that if they trusted Susan with their adoption journey that we could, too. 

In Fall 2020, we made the decision to change our path toward domestic adoption, and began working with Susan and the fabulous CAC team. Susan was/is a wealth of knowledge, wisdom, kindness, empathy, and encouragement. We trusted her at every turn and appreciated her presence every step of the way. As we applied to every agency that was recommended to us, and began receiving much education about domestic adoption, the Lord began to put His heart for these precious birth mothers in our hearts, and we were both filled with a passion for these women. Rather than being nervous and hesitant about an open adoption and a relationship with a birth mother, we found ourselves eager and excited to foster a relationship with a birth mother, invest in her, and welcome her into our lives. We knew this transformation in our hearts could only come from the Holy Spirit, and we even found ourselves excited to share and educate our family and friends about the importance of open adoption! 

We started receiving cases/situations beginning January 2021. After several "not yets," we received a call June 2021 from an agency in Florida that an expectant mother had chosen us! We immediately wept, as there is simply no greater honor than to be selected to parent someone's child. After matching, and trying desperately to remain cautiously hopeful, we prepared our hearts and home to welcome our baby girl. Her birth mother met us on a Skype call, and gave me (Blair) the greatest gift of inviting me to join her in the delivery room so that I can one day be able to  tell our daughter I was there. I was blown away at her courage, generosity, and selflessness throughout this process! So, I was able to be present for the birth of our daughter, and even cut her umbilical cord and feed her her first bottle! 

God has exceeded our expectations at every turn, and we are so grateful for His kindness and favor! Our daughter's birth mother has thankfully chosen an open adoption, and we are thrilled and grateful for this choice. We know this will be a win-win-win for all of us, and we are so eager for her to be in our daughter's life forever. There are simply no words to express how grateful we are for where God led us on our journey, how He transformed our hearts, and how our path took an unexpected turn, but gave us the gift of our precious daughter, our "immeasurably more!"

Adoption Story: Scott and Jess

Scott and Jess started working with Christian Adoption Consultants last year. Unknown to them, at almost the exact time their home study and profile was ready and when they began their official wait, a baby was conceived across the country. So while they were hearing multiple "not yets," God was knitting a baby perfectly in a mother's womb that would someday be their son. Seven months later, coming earlier than anticipated to everyone, this little boy joined the world. Today I'm honored to have Scott share their story of how they welcomed their son into their family through adoption.

Jessica and I were married in 2014. One of the things we did early on in our marriage was dream about our family, even down to the names of the twins we dreamed of having. Part of our dream was growing our family through adoption. We had talked about this while we were dating and knew it would always be part of our lives. We started trying to conceive, and after 4 years of trying, we received the diagnosis that so many others are given - "Unexplained Infertility." We had always discussed if we should adopt or try to have kids first, but the diagnosis seemed to answer this question for us. As we began talking with Susan in June of 2020, she was able to answer our questions and helped us begin moving forward with the adoption process.

Fast forward to August, we were completely ready and received our first situation. She was a beautiful little girl that was already born and just needed parents to care for her. We saw her and thought we knew she was ours, so we presented to the birth family for the first time. The period of waiting after you present always seems like time moves drastically slower. The days seem like weeks, and the weeks seem like years. Until you finally get your answer on if you were matched. For us, this little girl was a no. We were devastated.

Susan always told us that if you present to an expectant family, you have to be all in, but you also have to protect your heart. You have to be willing to take that baby in at a moment’s notice - to love the child as your own. To advocate for them, protect them, and ensure that they have everything that they need. But for us, we seemed to miss the part about protecting your heart. The no received from this little girl seemed to hurt so much more than we anticipated. Our community mourned with us, and encouraged us to continue forward. 

Our community was our saving grace time and time again throughout the adoption process. While we did not share everything with them about the birth family and adoptive child, they never stopped praying for the families that we were presenting to, and neither did we. Jessica and I started a list of all of the birth mom’s names and prayed for them, their babies, and whoever the adoptive family would be, regardless if that was us or someone else. We prayed for their safety, their health, and that they would be surrounded with people who are loving and supportive and can speak truth to them in a time of so many unknowns.

As our journey continued, it seemed we were presenting to a new family every two to three weeks. We received no after no. The "not yets" never seem to get easier, but we knew our child was out there, and we would be matched with the perfect child for us. 

In April of 2021, we received an email from an agency letting us know there was a child they would like us to consider adopting, and if we said yes, then we would be matched. It almost seemed too good to be true. But it was, in-fact, very true. We were notified that the mother was being induced 24-hours after we were matched. Essentially, our case worker just told us to get there, so we drove 15 hours and over 1,000 miles. 

When Jessica and I were dreaming of the twins back in 2014, one of the names we selected would be given to our son--Malachi, meaning “messenger of God.” We shared the name with our case worker, and offered to let her share it with the mom if it was appropriate. Shortly after, as we were walking through a store gathering items that we forgot to pack in our last minute scramble across the country, we learned that the expectant mother’s oldest son was also named Malachi. I immediately started bawling in the middle of the store, and I’m sure that everyone around me thought I was a crazy person as I walked around the store with tears rolling down my face. My son - Malachi. He was being knit together so much earlier than either Jessica or I could have ever realized until that moment. 

Malachi was born the next morning at 2lbs 8oz, five days after we were matched. He was intubated and immediately taken into the NICU. We received periodic updates from our case worker, but we were not allowed to meet him until his birth mother was discharged from the hospital. It was three days, but it was the longest three days of our lives, waiting to be able to hold this tiny child - our child- in our arms for the first time. And when we did, it was magical. No words could describe how it felt to hold my son for the very first time; all two-and-a-half pounds of him with more tubes and wires on him than I thought were possible.

We spent the next two months living over one-thousand miles away from home. We saw Malachi every day and held him, sang to him, and read him books. Anything we could to help him know that we were there, he is loved, and he belongs. The medical team that supported Malachi was nothing but miraculous. He is now four months old, almost 11 pounds, and seems to have opinions about everything. He’s a fighter and he lets everyone around him know that’s who he is. He was discharged from the NICU just before his gestational birthdate healthy, happy, and so ready to go meet all of the people who loved him before they knew him, and who never stopped praying for him.

I won’t pretend to be anything sort of an adoption expert (that’s what CAC is here for), but if there is one piece of advice that I can offer you, regardless of where you are in your adoption process, is to never stop praying. Prayer changes things. I watched Malachi grow day after day and experienced tiny miracles and large unexplained miracles right before my eyes. Lean in and pray for the birth family. Pray for the child. Pray for the medical team and social workers who will help you in the hospital. Pray for your spouse. Things can be stressful and hard, but prayer keeps you connected to God.

May you find grace and peace on the journey to adoption and know that God is always for you.

Adoption Story: John and Kim

One day, when their son is old enough to hear the whole story about how he became a part of his family, John and Kim have an incredible one to tell him. It's a story that actually begins long before his parents met him, and took some wild and unexpected twists and turns. But looking back, John and Kim can see God's hand in all of it.

Today Kim is graciously sharing parts of their story here in an effort to encourage other families experiencing unexpected detours on their adoption journey.

It took us almost two and a half years to adopt. Some of that time came from the fact that we are a military family and had to move a couple times before we could even start or to resume the process. To everyone reading our story, we hope this brings you a little hope to your journey. To say this journey felt more like a roller coaster is the understatement of the year. With ups and downs, broken hearts several times, living off nothing but faith, feeling like giving up, questioning if we heard God right, every emotion came up. As we looked for others to relate to with us on this journey, it felt like no one faced as many hiccups as we did, but that’s not true. Many of us just don’t talk about what it can really be like. Out of respect for our son's story and the amazing families we walked with along the way, we won’t get into too many details, but we will try to give you hope if you're also facing a hard time. 

We can’t thank Susan enough from Christian Adoption Consultants for all that she has done for us. She became our shining light to guide our path along the way. We didn’t know where to begin, what to do, or who to talk to; everything was just so confusing from start to finish. She gave us invaluable information on the adoption process as a whole that we will never forget if God calls us again to adopt. She became an amazing friend who never gave up on our dreams and gave us wisdom and encouragement when we struggled with hope and faith. 

When we started applying to situations, we were really very open. When we kept reading articles about things going quicker when you’re very open, we wondered why it wasn’t for us. We got stuck in this thought process that we weren’t being chosen because we were a family of five and often times thought no one would pick us because our family is considered “large” to a lot of people. 

It wasn't long before a mother reached out to us once we were finally ready. We were so excited! We talked with her a lot, she showed us pictures of herself, her ultrasound, everything seemed perfect. After a brief season we discovered the woman was being dishonest and wasn't looking to make an adoption plan. After some time to reflect, feeling so betrayed and heartbroken, we wanted to jump on board again. We showed our profiles so many times we lost track and prayed our hearts out. We wanted God to take the lead on our adoption and the only way to do that was to be as open as possible to people and their situations and pray that God would only let us be chosen by the family we were meant to be chosen by. So a few months went by and we were chosen again! Again, we were overjoyed. 

We were convinced that this was the child God had meant for us, everything felt right, we felt this had to be it. We matched, continued to build our relationship, and ten weeks later got the call that it was time for us to come. Unfortunately, once we got there a few days later everything started to unravel. Question after question engulfed us: Where was God? Why didn’t he protect us? Why would he call us to do this and then allow for this to happen? Do we even have the right to feel this pain, considering the amount of pain the birth parents must be in making these decisions? Some of those answers we may never know but we’ve made peace with it now. God doesn’t make mistakes. There was a purpose for our family and the mother to go through that. Maybe it was meant to build our faith or other people’s. All we knew is we were heartbroken and everything we saved for was gone. How were we going to rebuild and move forward? In time, we found this child wasn’t what God intended for us and it was time to go home.

We got home and continued to show our profile again asking for God to only choose the family that was meant for us and for all of us to be protected, especially because our kids were going through this with us. We asked for God to direct our paths, for his will to be done, and to please protect us again because emotionally and financially, we didn’t know how we could continue towards God’s will for our lives if we faced another disruption. Also, how would our kids handle this again? How do we navigate getting our children’s hearts ready for adoption and keep them from having their hearts broken too? We tried our best but could only do so much.

   

After continuing down the path of adoption and praying our hearts out for God’s will to be done (even if that meant we were never really meant to adopt all along), we were chosen again! We were matched for a little over half of her pregnancy; it was another baby girl! This has to be it, God knows we can’t go through another disruption and we already have everything ready for her. We continued to pray over this mom and her baby. Everything was going really well...until it didn't. We prayed hard again and wondered how we could ever do what we think God was calling us to, even though we felt so strongly that this was God’s will for our lives. Not knowing how we’d pay for everything, we felt God calling us to just keep the faith and that God would provide. 

At one critical point during our adoption journey, a Bible verse popped up on our phone and it read, “Again Jesus said, ‘Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.’” (John 20:21). For whatever reason, we kept meditating on that verse. Every time we wanted to doubt if we heard God right, we remembered that this is God’s path, not ours. We continued to pray for strength and for him to answer us. We prayed for him to move in BIG ways, to do a miracle, to make it clear to us what we are supposed to do. We felt so lost and even people around us started to doubt our commitment to adopt. Honestly, it was hard not to get discouraged, but God had made it VERY clear to us that adoption was what we were made to do. We also knew that these families were going through really tough times and were truly and genuinely struggling with their decisions. 

Then we received an email from one of our agencies: “We know you just went through another disruption but one of the babies born that we had told you about still is looking for the right family and to please read over it in case we still wanted to present to them.” So much stirred in our heads and hearts. Should we even apply? Is it right to apply when we literally came out here to adopt one child and it disrupted and then so quickly to try again? Was this God’s plan for us all along? Did he know that this was really the child we were meant to have and everything else happened for reasons we didn’t understand? As we were praying God immediately reminded us of that Bible verse, “Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.” We felt like we at least had to try. 

So we prayed again for God to protect us, the birth family, our finances, and all of the other families and children we met along the way. We went from being so heartbroken, lost, wanting to give it all up, to having hope once more. We prayed our hearts out like crazy. We asked the agency to show our profile and we were chosen! Within hours we had borrowed a car and drove all night to get to this precious baby boy and to meet his amazing family. We finally understood why God allowed all of these hiccups along our route. THIS was the child God meant for us. THIS family was the one that was meant to be a part of our family. 

When we met our precious son, we had immense love for him immediately. And the miracles didn't stop coming. We watched our very sick son be healed in the NICU and God provided financially over and over and over. Everything all just came together and we still have no understanding how. It was all God; he's the only explanation. All of our family, friends, and other people that know our story are just blown away. It was clear to us that God put us on our journey to do a lot more than just bless us and stretch our faith. He used us to strengthen other people’s faith and so that others could see Christ show up.

If there is something that God reminded us on our adoption journey, it’s that God doesn’t send out his light to the lit places. He sends us out often times to some very dark places so we can shine our lights brightly. Also when it’s God’s time for you to adopt, it will happen and there is nothing you can do to speed that up or slow it down. None of it is according to our plan or timeline. All you can do is hold on tight and ride the wave until the end. Some days you just have to wake up and ask God for strength to see another day because the enemy will say anything and everything to deceive you and make you feel like it will never happen. Some days you’ll feel like you heard God wrong, like you’re being punished for something, you start to believe the lies that you’ve heard from people trying to talk you out of adoption. We’re here to tell you one thing: stay faithful. 

Let us encourage you: your story may go smoothly, your story may be up and down, your story may be heart-wrenching and filled with heartbreak. But don’t lose hope. For whatever reason, God called you to do this and whatever journey you have ahead of you, don’t give up. God can and will do more than you ever imagined! 

Adoption Story: Stacey and Jené

One of my favorite parts of family's adoption journeys is the chance to look back at all of the ways God was working behind the scenes when we couldn't see it in the midst of the wait. 

When Stacey and Jené were home study approved, they had no idea that just days later their son would be born. They didn't learn of him for several weeks, but God did a lot of work in their hearts while they waited for this little guy who would soon be their son. 

Today Jené shares the details of their adoption and the ways they were challenged to rest and trust in God's perfect timing.

I've had a hard time knowing what to say about our adoption journey and have also felt a little guilty because our journey was quicker and smoother than many and was just about as ideal a situation as we could get. We started the process knowing and believing God already knew what our adoption journey would be, the expecting family with whom we would be matched, and the baby that would be our son or daughter. God has shown us many times that His timing is perfect, and we knew that was true for adoption too. My brother passed away from cancer in 2014; he never asked God "Why?" but would tell our family "God's got a plan." This is something that continues to speak to us. We kept our hearts open and trusted that God had a plan, and He would match us with the family and baby meant to be and in His timing. Our faith gave us comfort and peace but was also tested, especially during those times when doubt and questioning started to creep. 

Once we became active with agencies, there would be weeks we would get several situations. Then, we would go weeks without any. We prayerfully considered each situation and listened to our hearts and gut. When we presented to an expecting family, that was our "yes" and full commitment to that family and that baby. Not something we took lightly. I would question if we were finding reasons to not present to expecting families or being too "picky." Then, we would go weeks without getting a situation, and we started to question and get nervous about when we would get the opportunity to present to a family. God's timing is perfect, and He has a plan. 

We received our son's situation when we had two dear friends over for dinner; one of those friends is an adoptee who has been open and supportive from the first time we talked about our desire to adopt. From this moment, we felt God working. Our son was three weeks old and in cradle care (15 minutes from where we live) when we received the situation. We didn't have a lot of information, but we knew he was a healthy baby boy. We presented to his birth mother, and a few days later, Stacey woke me up at 12:30 AM and said, "I guess I can start calling you 'Mom.'" We got an email at midnight to let us know our son's birth mom chose us. Neither of us slept the rest of the night. 

The following four weeks felt like four months! This was probably the most challenging time with the widest range of emotions! Meetings with our son's birth mom were canceled and rescheduled three times and finally happened via Zoom. The appointment for our son's birth mom to sign papers was canceled and rescheduled four times (which would have been five times if not for her lawyer going above and beyond). Each time, our anticipation would grow as it got closer to the time she was going to sign, and then, we would get a text to let us know the appointment was canceled but our son's birth mom still wanted to continue with the adoption plan and with us. Although, we should have continued to feel hopeful when we were told she wanted to continue with the plan, we would feel discouraged, angry, fearful, which also only grew after each cancelation. Honestly, almost each time, I said "I just want to cuss and cry." Our son was well loved and cared for in cradle care, but I also didn't think it was fair for this baby to be waiting for his family, whether that was us, his birth mom, or another family. We had to refocus our thoughts and hearts, pray, and remember what was true. We would refocus our thoughts and prayers on our son's birth mom, which wasn't always easy, either. But we know what she was doing and going through was way harder than we can ever imagine and way more than what we were feeling. Stacey didn't waver in his belief that this baby would be our son. I thought he would be our son too, but I was guarded and didn't want to get our hopes up. It was an internal struggle to know the truths of our faith but to also feel like I needed to guard my heart and be prepared if this was a failed match. Within three days of our son's birth mom signing papers, he was placed with us. All of the frustration, doubt, fear we felt melted away when we got to hold our son. 

Our son's birth mom wanted an open adoption, which is what we want too. We email monthly updates and pictures. We've only heard from her one time since placement in June. We hope and pray for healing, peace, and comfort for her and that some day, we can have the open adoption we all spoke about when we met virtually. Until then, we talk to our son about his birth mom, our admiration and appreciation for her, and what she shared she wants for him. We pray for her. We talk to him about all the people who love him and have loved him from the very beginning. We pray over him that he always knows how loved he is and that he knows he was created for a plan and a purpose. 

We were blessed with our beautiful red-headed, blue-eyed boy and with a situation that was ideal for us. It wasn't without it's frustrations and tears. We were also blessed with two people who walked beside us through this journey who supported, encouraged, validated our feelings, brought us back to reality, were patient, and always available to listen and to share their wisdom and all with no judgement, Susan with Christian Adoption Consultants and our friend, Becca, who connected us to CAC and Susan in the beginning. Susan, Becca, along with the adoption agency will always have a special place in our hearts as God used each one in growing our family and bringing our son home.