Nearly eight years ago, the Ortiz family began a journey. There has been grieving. There has been rejoicing. There has been waiting. Today, with great humility, we ask for you to join us on this journey and we ask for your prayers throughout this process.
Seven years ago, I found out I was pregnant with our first child. Several weeks later, I miscarried that baby. We were devastated. Unsure and broken hearted, we continued to hope for a child.
Six years ago, we lost our second child. In that moment, I wasn’t sure how my physical heart still had the will to beat. Yet it continued, one palpitation at a time, and within months we were pregnant again.
Four years ago, I gave birth to a son. He is curious and wise. He is joyful and adventurous. He is miraculous in so many ways.
Three years ago, there was another miscarriage. Then another. And another after that. And still another. Within five years, I had carried seven children. I moved from doctor to doctor, but no one knew how to help me. There were countless specialists, countless tests, and countless unanswered questions. I was diagnosed with a blood clotting disorder and began to suffer from cysts that left me infertile. I carried seven children, but I will never carry again.
Two years ago, Juan and I began to prayerfully consider adoption. We studied different types of adoptions, researched our options, and began meeting with agencies. There has been prayer without ceasing, confirming to us again and again that our family is meant to grow through adoption.
One year ago, our son Elijah began to pray for a sibling, faithful and thoughtful prayers filled with hope. He continues to pray with expectancy every day. His faith is unwavering. When I mentioned finances, our four-year-old’s answer was simple: “God knows we need money. God knows the desire of our heart. He sees us. He hears us.”
Encouraged by Eli's faith, we ask for your support to make our family complete.
The Ortiz Family
Juan, Casi, and Elijah