The Day Love Came in Sixes
Carrie and Craig never imagined their lives would look like this — a home overflowing with tiny shoes, matching birthdays, shared laughter, and miracles stacked one on top of the other. For years, they prayed for children. For years, their house echoed with the kind of silence that hurts more than noise ever could. Every month, their dream of becoming parents drifted farther away.
But sometimes, family arrives in ways that defy logic … and rewrite destiny.
The First Miracle
It started with a call from an adoption agency — unexpected, trembling, life-changing.
“There’s a birth mother who wants to meet you,” the social worker said.
“She’s expecting twins.”
Twins.
Carrie felt her breath stick in her chest. Craig squeezed her hand, both afraid to hope, both desperate for this to be real.
The meeting that followed was tender and raw — a young birth mother sitting across from them, her voice shaking, but her intention steady. She wanted her babies to have stability, safety, love — things she couldn’t give right now.
When they left the meeting, the caseworker whispered:
“She chose you.”
On February 28th, they welcomed their first set of twins — two tiny bundles wrapped in blankets, two new heartbeats that turned their quiet home into a place bursting with life.
Carrie cried the moment she held them.
Craig couldn’t stop smiling.
And they believed that was their miracle — their one chance.
They were wrong.
The Second Miracle
A year later, the phone rang again.
“It’s about your twins’ birth mother,” the caseworker said.
“She’s pregnant again. And… it’s twins. Born on February 28th. Again.”
It felt impossible.
But there was more.
“She wants them to be with their siblings. She wants them with you.”
Carrie and Craig said yes before the paperwork even arrived.
Yes to sleepless nights.
Yes to more bottles and tiny socks.
Yes to growing their hearts even bigger.
They welcomed their second set of twins soon after — two more faces that fit perfectly into their arms and their story.
And when adoption costs loomed, kindness stepped in.
Karen Kingsbury’s One Chance Foundation awarded them a grant that helped cover the adoption, as if the universe itself was cheering them forward.
They thought their lives were full.
But fate was only getting started.