Dr. Tiffany Ofili Porter

Just over two weeks ago, with hearts overflowing, we welcomed our third baby into the world, Zikora Porter.  With her first breath, that tiny cry, something in our hearts clicked into place.  Safe, healthy, and wrapped in the sweetest peace, this little one is a living, breathing reminder of God’s faithfulness and grace.

It’s hard to put into words the emotions that have washed over us in the last few days. Gratitude. Relief. Joy so overwhelming that we know it’s from God. The delivery went smoothly—something we do not take for granted. From the very first contraction to the moment we heard that precious cry, there was a deep sense of God’s presence surrounding every second. He was in the room. He was in the hands of the doctors and nurses. He was in every breath and every heartbeat.

The moment was joyful, yes—but it was also sacred.

Because the truth is, our journey here hasn’t been without heartache. Before this baby, we experienced the pain of pregnancy loss. We mourned a child we never got to hold, never got to rock to sleep, never got to meet this side of heaven.

We’ve known what it feels like to hold on to hope, only to have it slip through our fingers. We’ve sat in silence, aching for the baby we never got to meet, the dreams we never got to watch unfold. That kind of loss changes you. It softens the edges, but deepens the heart.

I’ve gone into detail in the past about my journey to motherhood, and how it was an experience that forever changed me. You can read it here:

My Journey to Motherhood

It was a grief from recurrent pregnancy loss that brought us to our knees—and yet, even in the midst of that sorrow, God never left. He was there in the silence. He was there in the questions. He was there in our waiting.

And on Zikora’s birthday, He was there—in the delivery room, in our tears, in the miracle we now hold in our arms.

This child is not just our third baby, shs is our redemption song. She is a promise fulfilled. A prayer answered. A testimony to the goodness of God, even when the road was long and the nights were dark.

So in these moments past her delivery —this sweet baby—is not only a new beginning but a healing one.

Our older two children are already in love—sneaking kisses, whispering secrets, beaming with pride. Watching them welcome their new sibling feels like watching God’s love ripple through our family in real time. It’s tender. It’s powerful. And it’s more than we could have ever imagined. Seeing them step into their roles as big brother and big sister has been one of the most beautiful parts of this journey.

Zikora is not just a new member of our family—she are the final piece of a puzzle we’ve been putting together for years. Zikora arrived with a peaceful strength, as if she already knew how much love was waiting for her here.

We know not everyone’s journey to parenthood looks the same. We know some are still in the middle of the waiting, the loss, or the longing. And we just want to say: we see you. We are praying for you. And we believe with you that God is still writing your story.

For us, this baby marks the completion of our family. A chapter we once weren’t sure we’d ever get to write. And now, by God’s grace, here we are—holding a child we once only dreamed of, whispering prayers of gratitude, and saying with full hearts:
“Thank you, Lord. You have done great things.” (Psalm 126:3)

Thanks to God, in our little corner of the world, there is peace. There is fullness. There is this baby—healthy, here, and whole—and the quiet knowing that despite the heartache that came before, joy has found us again.

Welcome to the world, sweet baby Zikora. You were prayed for, fought for, and deeply loved. You are our gift. Our joy. Our reminder that God keeps His promises.

And now, by His grace, our family is complete.


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