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 →
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 →
As tempted as I was to pursue further fertility help, we didn’t. We just pursued God. This looked like a LOT of Bible reading, prayer, reaching out to others who were hurting, and continually laying down my burdens at the feet of Christ. The grief was not easy to carry, but He carried me. The... 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 →
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 →
The Misplaced Mom 