Vibert Village- Vibert Adoption

What an adventure it’s been these last 16 years. I say 16 years and not 8 years, which we’ve been together, because that was when J.D. got in trouble in our 11th grade English class for talking to me too much. Yep, J.D. has always been one to push the limits and I guess I’ve always thought he was handsome, funny and the whole package. I also loved the challenge of (trying) to keep him out of trouble (the innocent kind of course- the kind where he tells a joke in the middle of a serious meeting, but there really is no stopping that).


We began dating in late December 2009 and the excitement has continued ever since. We got engaged on July 1st (Canada Day for trivia peeps) 2011 and married 9 months later on April 21st 2012.  After several years of wonderful memories as a couple, we decided we were having too much fun for just two people to enjoy. So, we started talking about growing the fam.





I remember early on when J.D. asked me how many kids I wanted and when I said 3 he loved that idea but insisted that he wanted to try and have them VERY close together, after discussing HOW close together, the math didn’t work ladies!  He basically wanted them to overlap.  Then he REALLY caught my attention by saying ‘I figure we could have one then adopt one and then see where to go from there.’ ‘Adoption?…’ I replied with a tug at a heart string of adoption since I was young. ‘I don’t know why, but I always thought I would’ he replied having no influence (other than the Lord’s) of adoption in his life. I cried. Then we cried. Then off we were. After a year of nada in the biological kiddo trying, followed by two years of fertility doctors saying ‘we’re not sure why it’s not happening (believe you me they ran enough tests to find out… kidding but not kidding). We tried IUI several times to no avail, when the doctors basically shrugged their shoulders and said ‘We can always do IVF.’ We realized our plan may not be the same as we had thought years earlier.  



The idea of IVF never felt right to us.  My body really didn’t like IUI to begin with.  I ended up in the ER 2x in one week with a complicated migraine, unable to see and forgetfulness and confusion where they thought I was having a stroke, to a ruptured massive ovarian cyst that kept me literally on the floor.  So even more drugs just didn’t feel right.  Before every next big step in our journey we had committed to pray before we made a decision.  This time we knew prayer was our next step.  We felt that God was telling us to take a pause and to “Be still” while He worked.   It was quite beautiful that God place all of this at the time of 21 days of prayer in our church. We faithfully prayed over what God had in store for us as our next step, whether it be IVF, adoption, or to pause and continue be still.  It was Day 9 of prayer and J.D. and I started our morning like every other, listening to the devotional and then going in different directions to pray.  I like to go outside and sit on the floor and he stays near his seat.  On the walk back to J.D. the song “Good Good Father” came on, you see, this song had played almost every time I was worried or feeling stuck.  We like to think, that “Good Good Father” was like a “God wink” as if He was telling us “relax my children, I’ve got this.”   I continued my walk back to and J.D. gave me a huge hug while the song was still playing and excitedly asked me to look at his Bible.  He was pointing to Mark 9:36.



He took a little child whom he placed among them. Taking the child in his arms, he said to them. Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me does not welcome me but the one who sent me.

I can’t find the words to describe the peace that came over me in that moment. I cried, J.D. cried and while others were continuing to sing “Good Good Father” in the auditorium around us we knew that God had just told us our next step, and that we would have Him to walk with us through the entire process.   

We’ve felt called to talk about our story from the beginning to share the good parts, the not-so-good parts and the beautiful parts in between. So, feel free to ask away.  We don’t want fear to hold anyone back.  


Since we have begun our adoption journey we have found that our friends and fa
mily are the best support system that God has orchestrated. We like to call it our Village- and we believe what they say It Takes a Village so we are so grateful that every single one of you are a part of it. We couldn’t do this without our Vibert Village.  

We love that adoption was in both of our plans before we even seriously thought about growing our family, but we are so thankful that God has shown us that adoption was God’s plan A for our story.