I have dreamed about writing this post since I started this blog, we finally have all of the answers we have been searching for, for over two years. The Lord has answered our prayers and taught us of his faithfulness. He’s taught me patience, peace and unending love.
Please welcome, Remy Evelyn – Born 10/9/17, 6lb 13oz
I want to make sure I share some very important details about this story, because the hand of God is all over this story and I want this to reflect his glory! Here is a timeline of how everything went down with all the details I can share at this moment. A lot of this story is Remy’s to share and I do not want to share it without her permission so please respect our privacy if some “important” details are missing.
Let’s start four years ago…(yes, the story goes back that far!)
2013 – I was working at the Florida Hospital for Children holding newborn infants in the newborn ICU. I learned all about the machines that help monitor the babies, sounds they make, the way they act. I loved this volunteer position and I LOVED BABIES. Which lead to me quitting baby cuddling when Daniel and I decided to start trying for our own baby (we all know how that went! lol)
2015- 2016 – One of the worst periods of my life. Month after month of negative pregnancy tests, stress, other people getting pregnant. I felt defeated. Then doctor visits, bad test results and a decision.
October 2016 – We started the process with Bethany Christian Services which we have a link to through a family friend who placed her daughter for adoption through the agency. We did some research and Bethany kept coming up so we went for it!
Also around this time, I confide in a coworker about how Daniel and I have had trouble conceiving, she tells me she has a “feeling” it’s going to happen in January and that’s when I’ll get pregnant. I laugh nervously, not wanting to make her sad by telling her we’re abandoning our baby making plans for baby finding ones.
FAST FORWARD…..Because I’m pretty sure I wrote a blog post about this whole process…at this point we had been “in the wait” for about 4 months.
End of September 2017 – I get a text from my grandma “Hey Sweetie, they did a sermon on adoption at Church today! I think you’d love it!”
The following Sunday – I get a text from one of my best friends “Hey! They did a sermon at Church today on adoption! I think you would love it”
OK – weird, but we had been waiting over 4 months at this point and I was determined not to get my hopes up (I had thought I received “signs” many times before) and then have them dashed.
First week of October – I wake up to walk my dogs (sadly, this is a rare occasion because we have a fenced back yard) but that morning I had woken up early and thought they needed it! I didn’t get but 20 feet out the door when a young girl (14-17) approaches me. She’s wearing a Boone High School shirt and no backpack and asks me how far Boone High School is from there. I tell her it’s a considerable walk, but a fairly short drive. At this point because of the lack of backpack, I’m nervous, I look around to make sure this isn’t a trap but she seems to be alone. Then, I start worrying about her, what’s going on that she’s out here alone, is she running from someone? I tell her I can take her to school if she needs me to and even though she feels bad, she lets me.
We get in the car and I’ll transcribe our conversation (not in it’s entirety) below –
Me: “Is everything OK?”
Girl: “No” (me internally freaking out)
Me: “How can I help you, what’s going on?”
Girl: “I just got in a fight with my mom”
Me: “A normal mom fight? I used to get in those with my mom all the time when I was in high school!” ha ha
Girl: “Well, I’m adopted” (again, FREAKING OUT)
Me (trying to play it real cool): “Well that’s actually kind of funny, my husband and I are going through the process of adopting right now”
Her eyes then get as wide as saucers and she starts freaking out about how amazing this new development is. Then, she asks if she can give me some advice, I say sure.
Girl: “All kids who are adopted are going to feel like they are unwanted, all I want is for my mom to understand that but she never listens to me or the way that I’m feeling” (something deep down in the pit of my stomach tells me I need to store this away for future reference).
We then talk a little more about things here and there and she says:
“Oh my gosh, I’m so rude, my name is Lily” (YA’LL THAT HAS BEEN THE NAME I’VE WANTED TO NAME MY DAUGHTER SINCE I CAN REMEMBER). Again, playing it cool, I tell her this and she freaks out again. What are the chances, we say to each other. I drop her off at school, after she promises to call her mom when she get inside, and we part ways. I cry the entire ride home because this whole situation felt like a huge sign. A big nudge from God that he hasn’t forgotten about me yet oh and by the way he can do ANYTHING thank you very much.
A couple days later – Daniel never remembers any of his dreams, it’s always a huge disappointment for me because I always remember mine. The very few times he has remembered them, he’s felt like they were signs from God. So of course I start freaking out when he causally mentions “I had a dream a few nights ago, I was holding a little baby girl and her face was so round and perfect, like a Gerber baby!” Again, weird but I’m just trying to play it cool here.
Monday, October 9th – We didn’t know this story until we were ultimately chosen, but the agency had a few placements fall through the weeks leading up to our placement. During their Monday morning meeting during a group prayer, the woman who ended up meeting us at the hospital two days later, prayed aloud for God to provide a family who was in need of an immediate adoption. Maybe the baby was already born? Maybe mom was ready to sign papers? And the next day…THE NEXT DAY…her prayers were answered.
Tuesday, October 10th – We get an email. Urgent need – mom is looking to select a family tomorrow (ahhhhh!) as she’s being discharged then. Baby girl (OMG!) has already been born and will have to stay in the NICU (whaaa??) for a while due to her complications. Please let us know if you’d like your book shown.
Let me give you some background into why all of this is amazing:
- Daniel and I had secretly (but not really secretly) hoped for a baby girl, we told the agency it didn’t matter because honestly it didn’t, we just had our little secret hope.
- Daniel and I had also talked to each other about how we would rather have a “stork drop” where the baby is already born. That way, we can avoid all of the waiting and wondering if birth mom was going to go forward with the adoption. Daniel would always tell me “it won’t happen that way, it never happens!”
Then, a text from our social worker “Check your email.” We already are!!! I text back. Lots of conversations, discussions about her situation, can we handle it? We decide to sleep on it to make sure neither of us feels like this is a bad idea.
Obviously, I can’t sleep so I text my friend Ashley to tell her about what was going on (we didn’t share too much with too many people when it happened). I tell her around 9:30pm we got an email and she stops me. “Stefanie, I had my bible study group pray for you and Daniel tonight (mind you, she had no idea at the time) and it was around 9:30pm, right before we left.” I was in awe, more signs that God was leading us on the right path and we were following right along.
Wednesday, October 11th – We wake up and decide, we can do this. So we send the email around 8am. Then, we wait. I don’t eat. I pray.
At around 12:40 finally I get a call from our social worker. I walk into an empty room to take the call and she patches in another member from the team. Great, I think to myself, they probably have to have multiple people on the phone when they tell you the bad news. But, they didn’t. They tell me that I have to leave work right away and drive down to meet our DAUGHTER! I start crying and shaking and just in shock over what just happened. Then, I walk out and tell my office that I have a daughter and I have to leave immediately. More crying. My coworkers have been on this journey with us for so long, as so many people have, and having that moment with them was amazing!!
On the way home I finally get a hold of Daniel and say “Are you busy? Do you want to go meet our daughter??” I kid you not, his first words were “oh crap.” hahahaha! What an overwhelming and exciting 12 hours, poor guy!
After packing up all we can think of in about 30 minutes and running a couple errands we started the drive down to the hospital. The drive took a little over 3 hours and the entire way we called friends and family and laughed and dreamed about what the future would hold for us and our daughter.
Then, we were at the hospital and they were walking us into the Special Care Unit. There she was, laying in her bed, snuggly as can be. VERY OBVIOUS BLONDE HAIR! 🙂 and the sweetest little face. We were enamored. When they placed her in Daniel’s arms I will never forget his face when he looked up at me and said “she’s perfect, she’s the baby from my dream!” Ya’ll if that isn’t a perfect beginning to a father daughter relationship, I don’t know what is.
Unfortunately, shortly after meeting her we discover the extent of her sickness and that she will most likely have to be in the hospital between 3 – 5 weeks. We had NO PLAN, nowhere to stay and that’s when God steps in and says “hang tight guys, I’ve got this.” Seriously, now he’s just showing off!
We get a text from a friend who says her parents live right where we are! They have a guest room that they would love to open up to us so we head over there and these people opened up their home to us, complete strangers, with huge wonderful open arms. There is no way I can ever put into words how much that meant to us. To have a place to stay and rest and not have to worry about spending money on a hotel – just amazing. Although it is impossible not to feel like you’re stepping on people’s lives and we felt so bad for the strange hours we had to keep and how they had to make them share their home with us. And just like that, I get a text from another best friend, Bailey. Her mother’s best friend has a condo not too far from where we are and they JUST LEFT to spend a few months with family out of the country. They offered us their entire condo as if we were family. Just, in awe.
So currently we are here at the hospital and should be home with our baby in the next couple of weeks. She just needs some time to grow and be monitored while she recovers. Would you please pray for her in this time of need, that she will grow to be big and strong and nothing that is happening now will stunt her in the future? Also, please pray for her first parents. The ones who made the ultimate sacrifice for us and for the well-being of their baby girl. I want them to know how very much we love this little sweetness and just how much we commend their selflessness.
Also, remember that little tidbit at the beginning about my coworker telling me I would get pregnant in January. If you do the math, guess when our baby girl was conceived. What an AMAZING GOD WE SERVE.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
First to our heavenly Father for his plan and provisions. We are in awe.
To every single person who made this adoption process the most amazing thing we’ve ever been through. To the people who texted and called when we needed it the most. To the people who donated money or time or baby clothes (we were able to make the final payment on the adoption and be DEBT FREE). To every single person praying for our sweet family and this baby girl who was destined to be ours. THANK YOU from the bottom of our hearts. Please be sure to find me on Facebook in case momm-ing makes it hard to update this blog!
“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when dreams come true, there is life and joy.” – Proverbs 13: 12