Oh, friends, we can’t thank you enough for the prayers you’ve prayed for our family, and for Mina and her family…and for Baby Brother! The events of the past week have felt a little like a sleep deprived roller coaster. There’ve been curious twists and suspenseful lurches, warmed by snuggles and hopes dearly, finally fulfilled–with boosts of great love and care from Rebekah’s parents. I’ll try to unpack some of the highlights in this summary of our marvelous adventure.
On Friday morning, Dec. 12, as I put the final touches on Karis’s new hairstyle, our adoption attorney texted to say that Mina was at the hospital, 3 cm dilated, being prepped for a C-section! She would later tell me she’d had contractions through the night. Praise God or orchestrating a swift and safe procedure! While Josh and I hurried to finish packing, bio dad Jeramy called me to breathlessly say, “I’m SO SORRY to tell you–(oh no, what’s wrong)–but Baby is already here!” What music to our ears! Not long after, Mina asked that we start a video call (best packing interruption ever!) and we got to see wide-eyed Baby Bro, utterly adorable and looking all around. Mina and Jeramy confirmed that all went well, and that Mina was tired but doing ok. We hit the road around 3 PM. Josh and Karis dropped me off at the hospital in Johnson, AR, ten hours later. Our attorney told me to enter though the ER, that I might stay the night and “room in” with Baby Bro. I entered the hospital easily enough after a short emotional/spiritual struggle in the parking lot. I don’t think there’s a word for the resounding clash of hope, fear, and adrenaline that can hound a hopeful adoptive parent when approaching the baby she was chosen to adopt…Also, almost a hint of impostor syndrome. “After all of this waiting, do I even belong here?”
The nurse on duty adorned me with a bracelet that matched only two others: Mina’s and Baby Bro’s. Learning that Baby had been taken to the NICU, I opted to visit Mina and Jeramy first, who were waiting for me. Mina was, of course, exhausted. As we talked, they told me that a rash had appeared on their son sometime after his birth; it began to spread, and he was relocated to the NICU for tests and observation. I sought to focus on Mina and Jeramy at this time, trying to read their faces and give what encouragement I could. Jeramy described, awe written across his face, of his amazement during the C-section, when he watched as the doctor lifted their son out. Smiling more, he said he couldn’t bear to see their boy in the hospital’s pink infant hat; so he’d taken a quick shopping trip to get something more suitable. Mina shared with excitement that her mother was set to arrive from the Marshall Islands in a few days, to stay with her until February—and that her mom couldn’t wait to meet their baby! I tucked these thoughts away for later processing, and then Mina and I went up to the NICU as soon as the nurse returned, and she showed me the ways of the NICU. Only Mina and I could visit Baby freely on our own, thanks to the matching bracelets; anyone else had to be accompanied by one of us—and only two visitors at a time. No children.
I visited the adorable Baby Bro twice that night; once with Mina, and once alone for the 2 AM feeding. During three-minute hand washings, I thought of and felt for the parents with more delicate little NICU residents. Snuggles there were so sweet and awkward with all that tethered him; several cords and an umbilical line provided monitoring and a nutrient boost. Josh and Karis slept at our nearby Air BnB while I tried to get a little sleep in my hospital room the rest of that night, questions pulling my mind full-force into the days ahead.
My parents had planned to arrive the next Monday, as did we, for the scheduled C-section, but on Saturday morning, they still had twelve hours to reach us—those, in addition to the six they’d driven on Friday after hearing that Mina’s C-section was happening. Josh and Karis came to the hospital on Saturday to encourage me and to visit with Mina and Jeramy, but Josh didn’t get to see Baby Bro until late Saturday night, once my parents reached our Air BnB and could stay with Karis. What a happy meeting! He fed and held the sweet boy for a while. We watched his first bath; then Josh returned to the house. I continued alternating visits in the NICU with Mina and Jeramy. And the Lord continued sustaining my spirit as I kept asking Him to do whatever was right for Baby Bro, for Mina, and for us. I trusted Him to love him more than any of us could.
On Sunday afternoon, Baby and Mina were both discharged! Mina was walking well, proving that she was ready to go home, and Baby Bro was doing great. His tests showed no concerns, praise God! And Mina had signed her consent to have him discharged to us. She and I had visited Baby together the night before, passing him back and forth as we talked about family. She’d told her mom that she would get to see and hold her baby soon after she flew in, so I agreed that we would bring Baby to see her in the next few days.
Josh, Baby, and I went “home” to the Air BnB, where Karis and my parents got to meet the sweet little brother! Karis has been a bit timid about the whole baby situation, despite being pretty excited about Baby Brother before he was here. Currently he’s a lot smaller and less playful than she was expecting, but she loves talking to him and giving him kisses and bottles. He’s absolutely fascinating! We had several days to snuggle and fall in love with him while waiting to see whether the adoption was still on. AR adoption law requires birth mothers to wait five days, not counting the birth day, before they can sign adoption paperwork. This is a helpful time frame for them to reconsider such a difficult decision. Although Mina’s words at the hospital seemed to indicate that the adoption would still happen, we’d seen firsthand Mina and Jeramy’s deep love for their precious son. We really didn’t know what to expect. It was abundantly clear that hearts would break, whatever happened.
The last day of the wait was momentous! At his newborn appointment, Baby Bro surpassed his birth weight and was complimented on his chill attitude. He’s such a content little guy! That evening, we took him to meet his biological grandmother, who arrived from the Marshall Islands the day before. We arrived at Mina’s apartment at 5 PM, just after the waiting period had ended, a little unsure what to expect. We didn’t know whether they had changed their minds.
The visit was nothing short of incredible. Quite a few relatives were there, all gathered to meet the baby and to meet us. It was quite evident that Mina and Jeramy still meant for us to adopt this dear little boy. Jeramy, Mina, her mom, her aunt, and a sister-in-law took turns holding and adoring him, the women swaying to rock him. Cousins were all around. Mina gave us gifts that she’d asked her mom bring from the Marshall Islands: palm leaf and seashell necklaces for Josh, Karis, and me, and additional palm leaf jewelry for me. Mina and I both cried. We took lots of photos and gave lots of hugs. It’s hard to fathom this. What a heartbreakingly beautiful, unique, complex gift and answer to so many prayers. Please keep praying for Mina and Jeramy.
Although we’d wondered, prior to our visit, what all of this would lead to, we’d eventually connected some dots and realized that Marshallese culture, with its strong support of adoption, might approach it differently than we expect. As Josh puts it, it’s almost like this adoption is sort of like marrying into Baby Bro’s biological family. We haven’t just gained a son…We’ve gained extended family who welcome us with open arms. If it’s not clear yet, this is an open adoption. So is Karis’s, but this is another level of openness entirely, and we are very grateful for that.
His adoption isn’t quite finalized yet (our judge needs “just a few days,” and right at Christmastime) BUT…
We are SO thrilled, amazed, grateful to finally announce:
Micah Zane Flint was born at 11:22 AM on 12/12/25. 6 lbs, 11.2 oz. 20.9 inches tall.
Micah: Who is like God?
Zane: God is gracious!!
Thank you for your prayers and help in welcoming Micah to our family! Thanks to my parents for being such an awesome help during this time. Please keep asking God to wrap Mina and Jeramy with His comfort and light, especially as they process this Christmas together with her mom (I’m so glad she’s visiting!). Pray that we would love them well.
With much gratitude,
Rebekah