Hi there!

 Photo by Alli Cheatwood Photography

Photo by Alli Cheatwood Photography

I'm Anna Kathryn, and I'm so glad you're here! I'm a completely introverted, disorganized, and distracted thirty-something wife of a youth director in south Louisiana. I'm a stay-at-home mommy of two busy kiddos, and most days, I'm a mess. Grateful for God who, in His sovereign grace, has given me these little ones who have each uniquely shaped and defined my God-given purpose on this earth: to glorify God, trust Him completely, and care for His most vulnerable children. First and foremost, I am a fallen mama who affirms Christ as the Savior I so desperately need, as my Father, my King, and the One who picks me up off of the floor and leads me to and through this beautiful life He's given me. I am a Christ-follower whose desire is to see myself and my littles grow in their likeness to their Savior. God has been so good to provide me with specific experiences throughout the various stages of my life that have altered the state of my faith, such as the premature birth of our daughter and our journey through foster-parenting leading to the adoption of our son. He has used these events to make me completely aware and in tune to the sanctifying work of Jesus Christ in my life. But you know what? After all the hype of these life and faith-altering events, life slows back down and emotions normalize... and somewhere along the way, after the crying stops, I tend to lose sight of the work He is doing, and these times of obvious growth and change often get lost in the fog of daily life and parenthood. Praise God for His faithfulness, for His daily mercies in my life and for the reminders He consistently places in my path, revealing my utter need for His refining and redirecting justice and mercy.

Our story

These people... 


...they are my greatest loves.

That man in that photo... he is the best of the best, the absolute perfect match for my personal insanity. He is the man who I dreamt of marrying for as long as I can remember (or at least since the end of the JTT phase): a youth director with a big truck and an even bigger heart for serving children and families in crisis. He leads me toward Christ when I try so very hard to run the opposite direction, and he balances my crazy just too perfectly. 

Those two babies... they are as different as can be, and couldn't be more perfectly fit as brother and sister or as our children. I believe we were created to be their parents, and that they were known before the world existed and created at just the right time to be our daughter and son. She's four, he's two, they love the mess out of each other, they love the mess out of me, and I couldn't love them more.

From early childhood I never imagined pregnancy would be easy for me. Since I was very young, I knew adoption was in my future, so my concern about pregnancy didn't worry me too much. I knew I would be a mommy one way or another, the journey to get there wasn't going to be up to me and I recall having a strong peace about that. When I was about ten years old I made a grand prediction about my future: "I want four kids... two adopted, two biological... and then I want to be a foster parent." *please note that I had absolutely no understanding of what foster care was at the time.* I grew up, married Chris, struggled to get pregnant and after about five years, we found out our precious daughter was on her way. She was due in late March... she came in mid January. She spent seven weeks in the NICU and those weeks changed our lives forever. Our son came to us through foster care about two years later. He was sixteen days old when we met him in a unique location I will never forget. It was off exit 47 and the rest of that story is for us and sweet Jaiden. After a year and a half of court, love, and unexpected relationships with an entire new family who we fell head over heels in love with, Jaiden became our son and made us a family of four....

...for now, at least... until God calls us forward on the next leg of this adventure, fulfilling the great prediction of 1993. (FYI, Chris is rolling his eyes.)