Our Adoption Story: The Call (Part 10)

On the morning of October 6, 2025, the weight of adoption was almost unbearable. Not one ounce of grace was on that day. I wanted my baby, and I was begging God in secret to give me more grace or give me my baby because I could no longer live like this. At 1:41pm, I received a text from our caseworker. "Hi Jordyn! Do you have a quick minute for a phone call?" Of course, I replied within seconds and he called. 

Side note***Our agency is so private. They give you next to no details about anything. While it is 100% annoying, it's also just part of it. You can pet a dog before adopting, drive a car before buying, yet in the adopting a baby world-it's complete blind faith.***

All our caseworker would say was "Do we want to present to a baby whose mother was an addict?" I had an overwhelming amount of confidence come over me and with ease, said yes! He also asked if we were open to every race as the potential birth fathers covered the spectrum of possibilities. Again, with confidence said yes! 

Our caseworker wouldn't give us any more details than that. We didn't know if the baby was born or on the way, we didn't know all the drugs or medical history. He did mention meth but that was it. He told us that they would present us to the birth mom the following day. 

I got off the phone begging God that a drug addicted mother would find me worthy. I know it's far from how Jesus feels, but it did give us a glimpse of how He longs for sinners to find Him worthy to be their savior. From that point on, it became clear that God was never going to give our family a baby that the mother was just young etc. But that His plans for us were to give us a baby that needed our love the most.  If you know me, you know we live a very holistic lifestyle. It was becoming so evident by the minute that He has taught us our ways not only to save our family from the systems, but to welcome a child who deeply needed a miracle. I was confident that with God, I could handle any situation coming our way and do it with great joy. 

Tuesday came and gone and we heard nothing. Yet my love for this baby was immeasurable. I just knew it was my baby and the love was growing so deep. 

On Wednesday, October 8th, at 4:28pm-we were walking out of gymnastics with my sister and her 4 children. My phone rang and it was our caseworker. I answered. He immediately said, "Well this is the call. You have been chosen." Tears of joy streamed down my face as I rejoiced and asked if it was a boy or girl and if the baby was born or not. He then proceeded to tell me he couldn't tell me any of those details, but to hop on a call at 5:00pm with the birth mom's caseworker and we would discuss everything. 

As my children and my sister's children were rejoicing in the parking lot, I called my husband, and he rushed home to get on this phone call in less than 30 minutes. Now sidenote- my husband and I were hosting/leading a celebratory fancy steak dinner for his team at work at 6:30 that night. Of all nights to have a big event to attend to but hey, that's how life works!

My husband and I got home and immediately hopped on the call. They went over 26 pages of family history of the birth mom and potential fathers before they told us boy or girl and if the baby was born or not. It was during that call, we learned that the mother did a number of many different drugs EVERY SINGLE DAY of her pregnancy. At the end of the call, they told us 

****"SHE was born on September 30, 2025."****.

So, if you want to proceed with the adoption, she is ready for you to come get her. 

Now remember back in June when we got a call to adopt already born twins, God immediately let us know they were not our children to adopt. No peace at all. He truly never leaves you or forsakes you in these big moments, thank goodness. I'll never forget my husband's words after this phone call. 

"LET'S GO GET OUR GIRL!!!" In the midst of all the unknowns with our daughter, we knew she was ours and we were ready to face whatever God had for us with confidence and an abundance amount of His peace.

With no time to discuss what was just presented to us, we rushed out the door to head to the restaurant to host a 3+ hour team dinner. I'm not sure I remember anything I said that night. I sat there in absolute shock as God was giving us our daughter, and a new season had come. 

Thursday, October 9th, we used that day to pack and prepare for baby. We were up long before the sun rose on Friday, October 10th, to drive to Dallas and meet our sweet baby.  

Next up: Meeting our daughter....