What does it look like for your soul to take refuge in the shadow of God’s wings?
A Lament That Leads To Hope
When we first started trying for a baby two and a half years ago, the early months held tendrils of hope. My mind swam with thoughts of our future family, not thinking for a moment of the difficulty we might face along the way.
God Wants More For You
I want to be done with infertility. To be healed and done with the whole struggle. It has gone on long enough. I'm tired. I plead for God to just give me a baby already. Haven't I waited enough?
The One Big Gift
In the wee hours of the morning, just before the first rays of sun broke the dawn, my eyes would pop open, giddy with anticipation.
A Thrill of Hope
Weary. A word so fitting for souls who know the daily struggle of infertility and loss. How do you articulate the encompassing ups and downs, trials and victories, grace and tears, good days and really bad days? It is an unhinged roller coaster. Unpredictable. Exhausting. Just so wearisome.
Pain Has A Purpose
Infertile: a hard-to-hear label that can quickly change lives; that word changed ours. Nearly three years ago I was diagnosed as “infertile” because of my “non-traditional case of PCOS” and our world and dream of having a family suddenly changed.