Before I even get one word on the paper, I’m crying.
People tell me every day, “Your story is amazing” And I am always dying to tell them if only you knew the full story on how God’s hand was guiding this little baby to me, it would show you how big of a God we serve.”
To start the story I had to call my dad, you see he was a BIG part of this story. God would use his love for people to help my daughter.
In August of 2013 a lady walked into Bridgeway Church, she was homeless, and looking for food and a place to stay. The church feeds people, lots of people in Vallejo so this was not out of the ordinary. My dad met her and she told him she was pregnant, my dad goes how do you know, she lifted up her shirt and said because my belly is already big. My dad having the biggest heart I know, because anyone would have just took one look at this lady and sent her on her way to take care of herself, let her spend a couple nights at the church. My dad personally took her to the Planned Parenthood to get her a pregnancy test, just to confirm that she was pregnant. And yep, she was.
For the next couple months she stayed off and on at the church, when it was raining my dad let her stay inside and sometimes she would sleep out by the trash cans when she had no where else to go. She came into the church drugged up, smoking cigarettes and then sometimes she would come in perfectly normal. My dad kept all her medical records because she would always lose them and then come back to my dad for a copy. I mean he went WAY far out of his way to help this lady and knew nothing about her. He didn’t know her back story, didn’t know where she was headed in the future, NOTHING. He just knew how to love people the way God wants us to love people.
Now this entire time that this lady is staying at the church my husband and I are getting our foster trainings done, getting our house ready, doing interviews preparing for kids of our own. We were so open about the whole process people often joked around and said Watch you’re going to end up with that lady’s baby. And we would joke, no way, out of all the foster parents in the county there is no way we could possible get that baby. The odds of that happening were way too far out there.
In February 2014 we had just gotten through two foster kids and were waiting for a call for our next placement. We were looking through the paper and had seen this article about a homeless lady having her baby in the hospital and when they tried to take it she got so upset that she almost jumped out of the two story window. We thought WOW, I wonder if that was the same lady that was staying at our church. One day later we received a call from our agency saying there was a newborn baby girl born in the hospital and the mom admitted to doing meth and smoking cigarettes while she was pregnant. My jaw dropped and everything the lady on the phone was saying was all blurred as the thought of this being that ladies baby enters my mind!! NO WAY!! COULD THIS REALLY BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?! I ran to Wesley while the lady is still talking and put the phone on mute as I started screaming it’s THAT LADY’S BABY to him. He started freaking out and as I tuned back into the phone conversation I heard her saying now you need to be fully aware this could possibly be a drug baby, without hesitation I said YES, I want her! We didn’t know for sure if it was that lady’s baby but God definitely put it on my heart to say yes.
The next three days I researched drug babies and thought a thousand times in my head, OH NO, should I have said yes? Did I make the right decision or did I just volunteer a life of sleepless nights and worries. Everyone assured me I could do it.
So when Wesley and I walked through the hospital doors on February 27, 2014 we were fully prepared for the worst. But even though we knew that was an option we still had HUGE smiles on our faces as we drove to the hospital and parked the car and walked through the double doors and into the elevator and into the hospital nursery. Are you Wes and Melissa Enault the assistant said? Yes! That’s us. Alright Baby is right over here.
Both of us peeked our heads over the plastic see-through box and saw this tiny 5 lb baby wrapped in hospital blankets and tears flooded my eyes. SHE IS PERFECT! My first question… Does she have any drugs in her system or withdrawals. He said no drugs in her system and NO signs of withdrawals. IT WAS OUR MIRACLE BABY. We then looked at the name card that was placed on the outside of the box Madison was laying in and printed clearly was “that lady’s name”. Wesley and I both looked at each other and smiled, I knew it!
She has been with us since she was 3 days old. Never any visits with her bio mom or family of the bio mom. Her dad is unknown . She has been our baby girl since day one and every time a social worker would walk through our doors they would say how rare that is and how everything is going so fast! The first month of her life she didn’t have a birth certificate and was called “baby”. So we got to name her from the very beginning! Madison Riley, which is a name we chose WAY back when Wesley and I were dating. Despite what happened in the womb she has hit every single milestone and is continuing to grow and succeed every day!
You see God orchestrated this entire story. He had his hand on Madison while she was in her mother’s womb. He protected her, he protected MY baby, MY daughter. We went through 10 years of infertility for this moment right here. God blessed me with a daughter of our own. Yes, he didn’t do it the way we expected and yes Madison took the long way to my arms, but she made it and only by the hand of God.
There is no doubt in my mind that Madison Riley Enault was born for GREATNESS. God has a huge calling on this baby’s life. A few years back in the midst of my infertility I promised that if he were ever to bless me with a child of my own that I would spend every single day of my life teaching that child about God.
She’s a miracle baby, handcrafted by God himself.