Did you know our fertility journey started on my birthday? That was the first time I found out I was pregnant. I found out I was a MOM. It felt like the best gift ever. I don’t know why, but it was this secret dream I had - to become a mom on my birthday.... 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 →
Months went by. I continued reading books about God’s character. The chapter I read the month I was diagnosed with APS/immune issues talked about how we all have precious things in our life. The author called them our “babies”. She meant it figuratively… but for me it was literal. Her book compared hard seasons of... Continue Reading →
As the absolute last option we could think of, one of my doctors decided to run a reproductive immunology work up. It’s hard to test for, & most of the diseases aren’t even treated in the United States. She could run the labs, but we also began working with doctors in Greece & Canada for... Continue Reading →
My egg reserve was quite low for my age & my hormones were a mess. Ovulation was deteriorating. Meds were hit & miss as to whether they worked to accomplish a healthy ovulation. Poor ovulation usually equals a miscarriage, & I saw that ring true for us. We were on an emotional roller coaster that... 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 →
It was a holiday weekend. My husband had taken an extra day off so we could enjoy some fun family time. I woke up early in the morning with a piercing headache and I begged God to make it go away so I wouldn’t put a dent in our weekend plans. I hate feeling like... 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 →
The Misplaced Mom 