{"id":8251,"date":"2025-12-20T14:22:33","date_gmt":"2025-12-20T14:22:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=8251"},"modified":"2025-12-20T14:22:33","modified_gmt":"2025-12-20T14:22:33","slug":"i-had-a-ton-of-excuses-as-to-why-i-couldnt-but-each-one-was-eliminated-i-was-quickly-immersed-in-the-emotional-roller-coaster-ride-that-is-foster-care-young-wom-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=8251","title":{"rendered":"\u2018I had a ton of excuses as to why I couldn\u2019t, but each one was eliminated. I was quickly immersed in the emotional roller coaster ride that is \u2018foster care.\u2019: Young woman adopts relative\u2019s premature baby"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u201c\u2018The baby was born in his bed.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>This was the text message I received on November 1, 2015. It was a relative of mine, and we knew this child was coming, but not like this. I was on a mission trip in Kenya, Africa, visiting a children\u2019s home that my church supported. I knew her mom was not full term, and was instantly filled with fear and concern for this sweet child\u2019s life. After making an urgent phone call to a family member, I learned that the baby was breathing, she was 2 pounds, and was in the ambulance on her way to the hospital. When I got off the phone, I grabbed two friends and we prayed. We prayed for safety for this little baby girl. We prayed for wisdom for the doctors. We prayed that wherever this baby would end up, she would be well cared for. Then we resumed our day serving the children at Rehema Instep Children\u2019s Home (now Rehema for Kids). It\u2019s amazing for me to reflect on all the ways God was moving during this time. He was stirring up a desire to serve orphans before I even knew there would be a need for me to take one into my very own family.<\/p>\n<p>Nataleah\u2019s life began with a lengthy 101 day NICU stay. At that time, I had never really been exposed to the foster care world. When it was determined that she would need to be placed in a foster home, I was quickly immersed into the emotional roller coaster ride that is \u2018foster care.\u2019 I didn\u2019t meet Nataleah until she was 4 weeks old, but I fell in love with her instantly. I attended the first shelter care hearing because I wanted to be informed about what was going to happen with her. I couldn\u2019t imagine her being part of another family.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8252\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_4828_maty-860x645-1-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_4828_maty-860x645-1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_4828_maty-860x645-1-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_4828_maty-860x645-1-800x600.jpg 800w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_4828_maty-860x645-1.jpg 860w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I had just turned 21, was single, the thought of raising a baby seemed insane, but the desire wouldn\u2019t leave my mind. I had a ton of excuses as to why I couldn\u2019t take placement, but it wasn\u2019t long before each excuse and circumstance that I thought would prevent placement was eliminated. It became so evident that this was the path God wanted me to take. It was clear that God was paving the way for this to happen. So, I prepared my house for a walk through with the social workers. The Monday following court, the social workers came over and quickly approved me as placement. Coincidentally, I had just gotten my fingerprints and background check done for a friend who needed respite care. I feel that this was just one of the many ways that God revealed His plan for me to help raise this little girl.<\/p>\n<p>When Nataleah was 6 weeks old, I officially became a relative placement. I started visiting her in the NICU daily. I remember the first time I went, I held her and I was terrified. She was so small, so fragile. She had a tube in her nose that delivered formula to help her grow.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8253\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1956-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1956-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1956-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1956-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Shortly after I received placement, we started working on oral feeds. She struggled with the usual fatigue and with mastering the \u2018Suck, swallow, breathe\u2019 coordination. They told me she was still young and that the \u2018light bulb\u2019 would come on. As the weeks went by, we continued our efforts. Each day with little to no improvement. Again, they would say that this \u2018light bulb\u2019 would come on. There\u2019s a curve, but not every kiddo falls at the same place on the curve. Finally, when she was 3 months old, they determined that she likely had a neurological reason for not eating. She was transferred to another children\u2019s hospital where they placed a Gastronomy tube. They also said she had severe reflux so they performed a Nissen Fundoplication, which is wrapping the upper part of the stomach around the esophagus to prevent vomiting and reflux. I remember being so devastated but also so relieved. This baby would finally be able to come home. After 101 long days, Nataleah came home. I was na\u00efve to think the \u2018preemie days\u2019 were behind us. This was just the beginning of her medical journey.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8254\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/maty_IMG_4829-900x900-1-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/maty_IMG_4829-900x900-1-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/maty_IMG_4829-900x900-1-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/maty_IMG_4829-900x900-1-768x768.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/maty_IMG_4829-900x900-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The first night home, Nataleah screamed for hours. I felt so helpless. She was a sleeping angel in the NICU. In desperation, I started crying. I remember rocking Nataleah, with tears streaming down my face and I said, \u2018You tricked me.\u2019 I was so overwhelmed. I was in over my head. How was I going to do this alone? As the days went on, I was filled with supernatural strength. It was so evident that God\u2019s hand was over us.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8255\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1548-860x645-1-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1548-860x645-1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1548-860x645-1-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1548-860x645-1-800x600.jpg 800w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1548-860x645-1.jpg 860w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Nataleah\u2019s Nissen fundoplication did not fix her need to vomit, it just prevented her from vomiting. As time went on, her gut symptoms worsened. We saw a GI doctor who was rude and dismissive. I felt hopeless. Nataleah retched (dry heaved, throw up secretions and phlegm) up to 20 times a day, she cried inconsolably, and she ended up vomiting past her fundoplication and aspirating on her vomit. At 7 months old she had a Gastrojejunostomy tube (GJ tube) placed. We saw a new GI, Dr. Zherebetsov, who listened to my concerns, witnessed Nataleah\u2019s pain, and sought answers. We all hoped that the GJ tube would be our answer. Unfortunately, her inconsolable crying continued. I called the GI\u2019s office crying and asked, \u2018What\u2019s the point of all these appointments if nobody can help us?\u2019 The next day our GI called me and told me to pack my bags. Nataleah was admitted for testing.<\/p>\n<p>Dr. Zherebetsov never gave up. She ran every test and validated my concerns. She was a life saver. Nataleah was diagnosed with Celiac Disease and hyperalgesia (something that I later learned is common in drug exposed infants). We started her on a new medication which dramatically changed her life. She still retched several times a day but the crying lessened. As one problem got better, another worsened. As Nataleah got older, her growth stopped. Nataleah was 17 pounds at 1 year old and 20 pounds at 2. We didn\u2019t know why she wasn\u2019t gaining weight. Nataleah was referred to a motility specialist at Seattle Children\u2019s Hospital, Dr. Ambartsumyan.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8256\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7290-900x1125-1-240x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"240\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7290-900x1125-1-240x300.jpg 240w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7290-900x1125-1-819x1024.jpg 819w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7290-900x1125-1-768x960.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7290-900x1125-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>On July 27, 2017, Nataleah\u2019s adoption was finalized. I wish I could say what an amazing day it was. While I was overjoyed to be her legal mother, FOREVER, the day was not a great one. Nataleah had what we later found out was an ileus. She had cried all night. On the way in to the court house, her GJ tube almost got completely yanked out. Nataleah was fussy throughout her adoption hearing. The judge joked that there was no \u2018give backs\u2019 or returns after the adoption. We laughed and I swore to love her and raise her as my own. We spent the next day in the ER receiving IV fluids then continued the weekend on gut rest. It was quite the adoption weekend. Little did I know that this was just a small glimpse of what would be in our near future.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8257\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/nat-adoption-900x661-1-300x220.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/nat-adoption-900x661-1-300x220.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/nat-adoption-900x661-1-768x564.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/nat-adoption-900x661-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When we saw the Seattle specialist, \u2018Dr. A,\u2019 I quickly realized that she was absolutely brilliant. She offered us hope and gave us several things to try. When those failed, we moved forward with a more invasive test- antroduodenal manometry. At age 2 we got our answer: Intrinsic neuropathy of the small intestine. We finally understood why.<\/p>\n<p>Shortly after the testing, Nataleah had a couple back to back viral illnesses and her gut shut down. Her GI doctor admitted her following a clinic appointment and had a PICC line placed, then, on December 17, 2017, Nataleah started receiving TPN (Total Parenteral Nutrition). Once again, I was devastated.<\/p>\n<p>Nataleah was admitted in the hospital 8 times during that 2017-2018 viral season. I had hit my rock bottom. I was so alone. I had given up everything to be there for this child who I loved more than life. My job, my autonomy, even dreams and desires were put on hold. It was during that season that God showed me that I really could do all things through Christ who strengthens me.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8258\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/13062749_10207604073594117_276683588_o-900x916-1-295x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"295\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/13062749_10207604073594117_276683588_o-900x916-1-295x300.jpg 295w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/13062749_10207604073594117_276683588_o-900x916-1-768x782.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/13062749_10207604073594117_276683588_o-900x916-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 295px) 100vw, 295px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>What began as a 2 week gut rest on TPN has turned into 12 months on TPN. While I am often saddened by this, I also can\u2019t forget to recognize the amazing growth that Nataleah has experienced as a result of receiving adequate nutrition.<\/p>\n<p>This wasn\u2019t the life I had imagined. In the first 2 \u00bd years of her life, Nataleah had been admitted over 10 times. We had therapies 4+ times a week, weekly pediatrician appointments, weight checks, specialist appointments, social worker visits, and CASA visits. Asthma, Chronic Lung Disease, Intestinal Dysmotility, Celiac Disease, Developmental Delay\u2026 I was so overwhelmed. Am often overwhelmed even now. But God has brought us on this journey, has never left our side, and for that, I will always be thankful.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8259\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_3796-5c1c21dc2657d-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_3796-5c1c21dc2657d-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_3796-5c1c21dc2657d-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_3796-5c1c21dc2657d-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Nataleah is now a 29 pound 3-year-old. She has made leaps and bounds in her development. She is active and so much healthier. She is full of life, laughter and love. She has a spirit that I have never seen in a child. I try to let her live as normal a life as any other toddler. She\u2019s in preschool, loves riding the school bus and has even tried soccer. She is everything that excites her. Nataleah also lives in chronic pain every single day. The intestinal dysmotility as a result of a nerve injury in her small intestine has caused quite the turmoil in her little body. Every day she complains that her belly hurts. Every day she retches and throws up. This has become our normal.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8260\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7541-860x645-1-300x225.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7541-860x645-1-300x225.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7541-860x645-1-768x576.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7541-860x645-1-800x600.jpeg 800w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_7541-860x645-1.jpeg 860w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8262\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_2240-900x1200-1-225x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_2240-900x1200-1-225x300.jpeg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_2240-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_2240-900x1200-1.jpeg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Foster care is hard. Medical needs are hard. But I\u2019m here to tell you that these kids are worth every single sleepless night.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8261\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1723-e1545347676920-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1723-e1545347676920-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1723-e1545347676920-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1723-e1545347676920-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>It has been a long 3 year journey for us but every step of the way, Nataleah has been, will continue to be, will always be, worth every single sacrifice.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8263\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1527-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1527-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1527-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/IMG_1527-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201c\u2018The baby was born in his bed.\u2019 This was the text message I received on November 1, 2015. It was a relative of mine, and<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8264,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8251","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8251","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8251"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8251\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8265,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8251\/revisions\/8265"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/8264"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8251"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8251"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8251"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}