Eric and I (Kim) had been trying to get pregnant for 5 years, with all the emotions that come with that. We were trusting God would bring us babies in His time and in His way. It was our choice not to pursued fertility treatments. We knew that babies are a miracle no matter how He gave them to us. So one Thursday we got a phone call from our pastor friends in Utah. They said a lady walked into their church last night and said she was pregnant and was going to put her baby up for adoption. And could they help her find someone. So they called us and asked if we would be interested in adopting. We said we were always open to in, but had never pursued it. And we would pray about it. That Sunday was mothers day and I found myself crying my head off because I wasn’t a mommy yet. I figured I’d better at least call this birth mother to see if there was a chance here. I called her Monday night and found out she was due last Thursday and was getting induced on Wednesday. WHAT! It was a boy and the birth father was a Pro-Baseball player. Which was a sign for my husband who also had been a Pro-Baseball player. We talked for an hour that night. The next day we went to work, me the church receptionist and Eric the College Pastor, and asked if I could quit and Eric could have a raise of my entire salary. The pastor agreed and said go get your baby. We hopped on a plain at 2pm. Wemet the birth mom for breakfast Wednesday and all went great. She ended up not getting induced that day but went into labor Thursday morning. I got to be in the delivery room and Eric was right behind the screen in the hall. So from one Thursday to the next I we adopted our baby boy Michael (Mikey) Cameron. We didn’t even have the home study done or anything. The judge let us cross state lines with custody papers and the promise we’d get the home study done asap. It was a miracle.
Our son is 2 1/2yrs old now and we just adopted our second child. A girl. Isabella Sahar, who came to us again miraculously. We got a call, 4 months before she was due, by a friend who had lived in Utah when we adopted Mikey and saw that miracle. Her young cousin had gotten pregnant and knew she was too young to take care of her. Our friend asked if we were interested and got us in contact with the girls mother who helped the adoption come together since her daughter was a minor. It was also a time when we had been waiting for God to bring us a girl and He did. A little background. When my mom knew we were trying to have a baby, the first time, she kept hearing from God on the subject and sharing it with me. Only thing is 5yrs went by without them coming to pass. I told her not to tell me anymore because it was too painful. Well, it turns out everything she had prophesied about came true to the letter. Including the day I talked to the birth mother, God told my mom “today is the day!” My sister even had a dream I would have a baby boy the same age as her son, one week before her son was born. My son is only six weeks younger than hers. And with my adoption happening so fast there was no way for her to knew he was coming when she had the dream. So when the two of them started to have dreams and prophesies about us getting a girl I said tell me everything. I believe!