The day she came home
One last drive to the baby home. One carrier bag. One little girl with serious brown eyes. The end of our adoption journey — and the beginning of everything.
One last drive to the baby home. One carrier bag. One little girl with serious brown eyes. The end of our adoption journey — and the beginning of everything.
The getting-to-know-you visits had begun — and life didn’t pause for them. Work, renovations, a sick husband, and a room that had to be ready by deadline. This is what the weeks before she came home really looked like.
The call came on an ordinary weekday. No warning, no build-up — just a phone ringing and a voice that would divide our adoption journey into before and after. This is the story of the call, the photographs that nearly stopped everything, and the moment we both knew.
The honest story of what happened after we said yes to adoption — from home assessments and psychological evaluations to a four-day preparation course that changed everything we thought we knew about parenthood.
The honest story of how we arrived at adoption — through infertility, loss, and a little rescue dog named Stella who opened our hearts to love without boundaries.