We vow not to let the hardships of life overtake us, but they do sometimes. Sometimes the darkness stretches out before us and over time, slowly it encompasses our thoughts and emotions and… everything. We determine not to let it affect our relationships. Rock our faith. Make us bitter. But eventually, we feel like we... Continue Reading →
To conclude this little series: if you stuck with me this long, thanks a lot! I appreciate it. On the practical side of things, I’m always happy to answer any questions. Supplement brands, good doctors, good lab companies, best anti inflammatories, etc. Oh we’ve been at this for so long… but truthfully, if I could... Continue Reading →
People ask me - what did you do differently? But I can’t say. Because for all my efforts, the “answer” to our fertility struggles wasn’t more tests or meds or diets or doctors. It was God. Wasn’t it the same for all the women who struggled with fertility in the Bible? I think every one... Continue Reading →
I’ve struggled with chronic illness now for about 6 years. It comes with much grief, just as RPL did. Many of my diseases affected fertility. We had purposely waited until our son was over a year old to actively try for another baby. I knew how consuming a fertility journey could be & I didn’t... Continue Reading →
I begged God to make this pregnancy different from the start. He graciously did just that. I had actual morning sickness for the first time ever, & at my appointments we heard things were “great” & “everything looks normal”. It’s hard to explain how you can simultaneously feel anxiety & peace, but somehow there was... Continue Reading →
Sometimes late in the night, I still feel like a little girl, scared of the dark and wanting her mom or dad to come comfort her. But instead of the dark being a lack of physical light, it’s a horrible feeling covering my heart. I wish people understand the pain that comes from an infertility... Continue Reading →
The sun is shining brightly. It does not match my mood. The spring air is warm and inviting. I want to enjoy it. To grab a rake and start on yard work. To toss the ball with my son. To just lay under the clouds and watch them roll by. Other families are starting softball... Continue Reading →
Remember joy? I know - it’s hard to come by sometimes. Seems drowned out by the cares of life. But really, joy can still abound even amidst hard things… Because, life is a gift. God gives life and joy when we learn to delight in Him. He delights in us. He gives good gifts. So... Continue Reading →
I have a T-shirt that says, “Seeing the world differently is beautiful. - Autism Awareness.” I bought it shortly after finding out our son is autistic, as I processed what that meant. I knew autism would never change how much I love my son. In fact, it only deepened my desire to work hard at... Continue Reading →
I hear the pitter patter of your feet running from room to room, hiding your favorite toys in closets. You love small spaces. You wrap your arms around me. Your little hands smell like peanut butter, one of the few foods you eat without struggle. You squeeze my elbow - your new stim. “I love... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 