‘I see you peeking!’ He slowly opened his eyes, blinking up at us. His tiny hand closed around my husband’s finger. Our hearts were forever changed.’: Couple adopts after surprise pregnancy, ‘I welcome every ounce of chaos and noise’

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“On December 31, 2018, my husband Zach and I rang in the New Year with some good friends of ours. I remember sitting on their couch with them, all of their other New Year’s party guests long gone, watching the remaining seconds of 2018 tick by on the TV. 10, 9, 8…as the number hit zero and we entered 2019, I kissed Zach, hugged our friends, and I wondered what 2019 had in store for us. Wondering about the promise of the upcoming year is pretty normal, but this specific New Year’s was different for me. I was ending the year brokenhearted, discouraged, and scared. I knew 2019 was going to be a turning point year, I just didn’t know if it would be a positive turning point or a negative one.

Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm

2018 was when we began trying to get pregnant. By the time the year ended we had a collection of negative pregnancy tests piling in my nightstand drawer and one heartbreaking miscarriage to show for our efforts. It had been a tough year on us emotionally; neither one of us had expected the pursuit of parenthood to be so challenging considering how willing we were to start a family. We had been so careful not to conceive the first two years of our marriage and now that we were ready for children it seemed unattainable and was very disheartening. We were doing everything in our power to conceive; we had taken Natural Family Planning classes and knew all of the scientific ins and outs of the female and male reproductive systems, what signified the most fertile time of the month for me, and we had also started using an array of over-the-counter products that were supposed to assist in conceiving. Nothing seemed to be working.

Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm

As we entered 2019 Zach and I sat down and had a discussion about the direction we wanted to go in regard to the growth of our family. Adoption had always been in our hearts and we knew early on in our relationship that one day we would adopt. With the staggering costs and lengthy amount of time it generally takes to adopt a child, we had originally decided to wait on adoption until we had a biological child and higher income. We laugh now when we think back on this plan. It is so amusing to think about how much control we thought we had over the situation!

During our discussion we decided to pursue adoption earlier than we had planned. We had attended an adoption seminar in the spring of 2018 and had learned that on average it takes about a year and a half to complete an adoption. We thought it would be best to start it as soon as possible factoring in that a year and a half would go by before we actually became parents. We decided to go the route of using an adoption consulting firm to adopt an infant child domestically. There are multiple avenues to go down when deciding to adopt and this was the option that felt best fit for us. By early January we kickstarted the paperwork ‘chapter’ of the adoption journey; we were off!

As we chipped away at the paperwork we never stopped trying for a biological child. We didn’t have the highest hopes that we would conceive but we didn’t want to abandon the idea altogether, either. Having an adoption to focus on took my attention away from obsessively checking my fertility and conception apps and redirected it towards the promise of becoming a mother through adoption. Knowing that motherhood was suddenly attainable and a very real possibility fulfilled my deep desire to be a mother and I felt a release on all of the pent up anxiety I had been holding in. I began to just breathe and trust in God’s plan even though I didn’t know what it consisted of. As much of a negative stigma that adoption paperwork has, it gave me a healthy outlet to focus my attention and energy on.

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In late March we finished our paperwork; we were now active! This meant our adoption consultant was actively sending us cases to consider. If we came across a case that we felt called towards we would submit a ‘yes’ and our consultant would make sure our adoption profile book was presented to the birth mother. The fact that our photos and story were being presented to birth mothers seeking out a family to place their child with was emotionally conflicting. We prayed hard for those mamas making one of the hardest decisions of their lives. It was an interesting time because we knew that every ‘no’ we received from a case we had presented on was actually a ‘not yet,’ and that the decision the birth mom made was the right one, even if it felt disappointing to us. It was conflicting and felt foreign, but that’s what adoption is. It is sadness and beauty and redemption and heartbreak and loss and hope and love all tied together in a messy, complicated bow. We see and understand the complexity of adoption more and more every day, but being an active adoptive-hopeful couple was the first time we got a glimpse of the reality of it.

Around the same time that we went active, something else happened that truly blew us away…we took a positive pregnancy test! We had only seen a positive pregnancy test one other time, and it was our pregnancy that ended in a miscarriage the last week of September 2018. When we saw our second positive pregnancy test in March we were amazed but also hesitant to lean all the way into the excitement of it. We had lost our other baby at 9 weeks and we didn’t want to get our hopes up. We kissed, hugged, took a couple pictures of the positive test, and then moved forward feeling guarded and not too hopeful.

‘Let’s not get our hopes up too high,’ I remember telling Zach after letting the shock of the positive pregnancy test settle in. He nodded in agreement.

As the weeks progressed and our pregnancy continued to remain healthy, we realized that the narrative of our story had changed. During the time we made our adoption profile book we were unsure of our ability to carry a child to full-term and we were upfront about it, but now we had a baby growing in my belly and all signs pointed towards a healthy pregnancy. We began writing the birth mothers letters explaining the change in our situation, and on May 21st I received a very unexpected phone call from our adoption consultant.

‘Jeanette, do you want to be a mother?’ I remember her excitedly asking me. I realized what was about to happen and halted the conversation.

‘Wait!’ I felt like I shouted. ‘Can I three-way Zach onto this call?’ I quickly dialed him in and told our consultant to continue. She laughed and explained that one of the birth mothers we sent our profile book and letter to chose us as the family to place her unborn son with. Zach, having received this call during his work hours, was completely in shock. I had not prepped him for the call I was looping him into. After a few questions and clarifications, we jubilantly said yes! What we thought would take about a year and a half ended up happening in six quick months. We were going to adopt!

Our birth mother had a scheduled induction for June 24th. This meant that the same week we miscarried our first child, our future adoptive son was conceived. A lot of women who suffer miscarriages wonder ‘why’ at the mindlessness of it all, but I am one of the lucky few who actually received an answer to my ‘why.’ Had we not miscarried we would have never started the adoption process when we did, and we would have never become parents to our son.

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We flew out to Utah and met our incredible birth mother the evening before her scheduled induction. We weren’t sure what to expect since we hadn’t had any personal contact with her up until that point, but it was a meeting I will always hold close to my heart. We met her at a steakhouse with our case workers. She was sitting on a bench next to the door of the restaurant, and when she saw us, she stood up and went in for a handshake. Zach and I gave her a huge hug instead. We had driven to dinner jittery with nerves and unsure of what to expect, but the moment we saw her, all of our nerves disappeared. Conversation with her flowed so easily and we spent the entire dinner talking about all of our shared interests. We followed her lead for conversation while dinner progressed. It was light and we did not talk much about the adoption itself, but it was wholesome and I think all three of us walked away that evening feeling extremely connected. Zach and I fell in love with this tiny, spunky woman who very clearly loved the child in her belly. It was humbling to know that she decided she wanted a different life for her son and that she chose us to be his family. Because of her selfless decision, Zach and I became parents to the most perfect tiny human on June 24, 2019, our Barron.

Courtesy of Jeanette Opheim
Courtesy of Jeanette Opheim

We met Barron in the hospital hallway as he was being wheeled into the nursery. The nurse who was pushing him down the hallway stopped when she saw us and asked, ‘Are you two adopting?’ We nodded eagerly and she said, ‘Well here is your son! Would you like to meet him?’ We rushed over to the clear bassinet and peered over the edge. Laying inside the bassinet was the most beautiful child we’ve ever laid eyes on, and one look at his sweet face was all it took to fall head over heels in love. I remember him slowly opening his eyes and blinking up at us. Zach smiled and said, ‘I see you peeking!’ It was such a simple thing to say, but it is something I will never forget. It was a sweet little moment where I watched my husband become a father and a bond form between him and our son. Zach reached out and Barron’s tiny hand slowly closed around Zach’s finger.

Our hearts and lives were forever changed in that moment.

Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm

Our son’s birth mother is the reason why Zach and I are parents, the reason why Barron is our son, and she is someone we will forever honor, cherish, and love. We are thankful for the wonderful blessing that is an open adoption and we are grateful that it is the type of adoption she chose to pursue. Just like for any of our loved ones, she will always have a seat at our table.

Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm

When I sat down to write this, I had a baby in my belly and I was 39 weeks pregnant. On November 26th I was sitting on my laptop editing this very story when I received a call from my midwife – an ultrasound came back with concerning results and we had to get induced that day. Overwhelmed and a little bit scared, Zach and I drove to the hospital to have our baby. I had wanted to go into labor naturally but God had other plans and we were induced that late afternoon. We labored through the night and at 6:24 a.m. our sweet daughter Grace entered the world and joined our family.

Courtesy of Jeanette Opheim
Courtesy of Jeanette Opheim

So now, as I edit the ending to our story, Barron is napping next to me in his rocker and Gracie sleeps on my chest wrapped tightly in a baby-wearing wrap. They’re both slightly snoring and both look like angels. I know this is a rare moment of peace and that our future is going to be loud, hectic, sleepless (for Zach and I, at least), and chaotic. But, looking back on 2019, I welcome every ounce of chaos and noise. God carefully molded our family of four in the most unique and gracious way and I will forever sing His praises because of it.

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In less than a month it’ll be New Year’s Eve again. Zach and I plan on ringing in 2020 with our children in our arms, grateful for the incredible year that 2019 has been for us and excited to begin a new year and decade as a family of four.”

Courtesy of Jeanette Opheim
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm
Lisa Wolfe/@hairgasm

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