Dear Childless Mama,
You know who you are. Whether you are like me and your child was taken from your arms by that nasty thing called death or miscarriage robbed you of that baby in your arms, or that adoption you so eagerly awaited fell through, or infertility has, it seems, built walls around you, so you can’t conceive, or you are still single and wondering if you’ll ever get to build a family with someone – you know who you are, and when I say, “Dear Childless Mama,” you know I’m talking to you. Even if you’ll only call yourself a mom in the depths of your being because the world might not recognize it in you. You know. So hear my words: Continue reading “Dear Childless Mama”
I had a memory pop up on Facebook the other day from 3 years ago. It was this post from when I was pregnant: Continue reading “Missing Them”
Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe this has really been my life – that I’ve actually gone through all of these experiences. Twenty-six years isn’t much, but those years have been filled with a lot of life.
Here I am, coming to the end of the first period I’ve had in 3 years. It’s so strange.
At the beginning of the week, I told many of my friends about it, and they all responded with excitement. They know what our story has been. They know the grief and the heartache we’ve endured, so they know what this means for us. This means opportunity for us that we thought was gone, so they were all excited. Continue reading “Celebrating This Weird Thing”
I can’t believe it’s already been a month and a half since I had my surgery! I also can’t believe I haven’t written in over a month. I really need to get back into the swing of things.
Anyway, today is mostly a physical update, which might be too much information for some people, but if you are a woman, know a woman, or ever will know a woman, I think it’s good to know what goes on. I’m going to write an update on how I’ve been doing emotionally this weekend. Continue reading “I Think It Worked”
My heart has been restless lately.
I’ve been trying to do too much with too little time and I haven’t been taking time to just be still with the Lord. Even my time with Him has had some sort of agenda. So tonight is just going to be me spilling my heart out on these (virtual) pages so that I can look back here in a month and see how God used this time. Because He always finds a way.
I still have so many mixed emotions about what the doctor told us 2 weeks ago. I don’t feel excited about getting pregnant again…at least not right now. And I don’t know if I will be excited if/when it comes. Pregnancy for me the first time was bittersweet. I am not scared that we will lose another child, I just know that if there is a next time it’s going to be really hard, and that doesn’t excite me. Continue reading “My Heart Tonight”
Our appointment on Monday finally gave us answers we have been looking for…hopefully!
Before we went to Iowa City, our doctor was thinking that I either had uterine scarring from the D&C I had after Leeland was born or a pituitary tumor the was producing too much prolactin, preventing me from having a cycle and making it impossible to get pregnant. Continue reading “Answers”
There’s this guy in the Bible named Job. He was a blameless man who feared God, so satan went to God one day, and said, “he only fears You because You’ve given him everything he could ever want. Take away his land and possessions, and he will curse You.” So God gave satan permission to take Job’s land and possessions (but satan could do nothing to Job himself), knowing that Job would not curse Him. This went on and on, and Job lost his children, land, possessions, money, and wife, but still did not curse God. So satan said, “of course Job wouldn’t curse You. You wouldn’t let me touch him.” So God told satan that Job was in his hand, but he had to spare his life, knowing that Job would still not curse Him. Satan covered Jobs body in sores from head to toe, but he still didn’t curse God. In the end of the story, everything and more was restored to Job.
I’ve been able to relate to Job a lot in my life. Right now, I feel like I am Job. Continue reading “But When?”