7 results for author: Kate Newman
After three years of tearful prayers and longing, my husband and I were ecstatic when we learned we were expecting our first child. This baby, a little boy we named Ethan, was a long-awaited answer to many prayers and we praised God for this precious gift. “God is so faithful,” we heard again and again, as we shared the news with the countless friends and family who had been praying for us over the years. God’s faithfulness felt so evident in our lives and our hearts overflowed with gratitude.
At our 20-week anatomy scan, we learned that Ethan displayed a variety of concerning markers. We were later told our sweet baby boy had Full ...
I was dizzyingly happy to be having identical twins! That highly improbable surprise felt like a special gift from the Lord. Then, just after the babies reached 16 weeks gestation, my doctor detected signs of a rare disease called TTTS—Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome. Our sweet boys had begun growing at noticeably different rates. Both were in danger as a result. My husband and I quickly arranged for travel to the nearest hospital specializing in TTTS treatment (and for family to come stay with our two living children). We had no idea how long we might be away, but Day 1 would be a series of tests, starting with the echocardiogram to see ...
I’ve had a deep desire to do work that has an impact and a wide reach for as long as I can remember. While I had heard people say that “raising children can be your greatest ministry,” I believed I could control my efforts more outside of motherhood. It seemed that those beliefs were validated when my first pregnancy ended in miscarriage. Few people knew I was pregnant, let alone that I had miscarried. Going right back to work and climbing the proverbial ladder, six months later I became pregnant and then delivered a healthy baby girl. I then began to experience the dance between building a career I loved and being an intentional mother to this ...
On August 13, 2018, I nursed my sweet little girl for the last time. I was starting to get sore, so I figured it was time for her to give up nursing; my daughter Adelynn was a year and a half at the time. It was a tough few days for us, but we made it!
One week later, I decided to celebrate with a special dinner, but afterwards I felt off. Little did I know I was carrying Addy’s little brother. The next morning I took a pregnancy test to verify if my suspicions were correct, and in minutes, the strip read two lines. We had decided to let the chips land where they may in regards to trying to have another, so Everett was a surprise but ...
Luke Charles Hawthorne was a miracle. We had been trying, unsuccessfully, for four years to conceive a child. In November 2019, I had an appointment with my doctor to discuss a possible referral to a fertility specialist. As I was praying, I felt God saying, “Trust Me.” In January 2020, we found out we were pregnant. I was ecstatic! I was finally going to be a mama. I started researching all the baby things and was in a state of bliss. My husband and I even began reading a book on God-centered parenting. Then on May 13, 2020, the unthinkable happened. My water broke when I was only 21 weeks pregnant. The prognosis was poor. My doctor prepared me ...
We do not always get to choose the roles we must play in life, but we do get to choose how we will play the role we have been given. Our youngest daughter, Ellianna Grace, was born on March 2, 2011. It was a Wednesday; my husband Mark was at work and I was home with our 3-year-old daughter when the contractions started. I did all the usual things to try to make them stop—rested, hydrated, soaked in a warm bath—yet the rhythmic tensing of my belly continued and grew in strength. Our previous daughter had been born at 30 weeks, so being just 29 weeks and a few days I was feeling anxious, but I also did not want to overreact if it was just Braxton ...
The sounds of my IV drip flowing, the vital signs monitor randomly beeping off and on...and worship music. It was not what I would expect to hear while lying in an emergency room bed, but my husband was playing the worship music on his phone next to me, clutching my hand so tightly in an attempt to keep me calm. I closed my eyes and desperately wanted to go back to last month. How much had changed in such a short time frame. Last month I was not in excruciating pain. Last month I wasn't constantly worrying over whether my body would go through this process naturally. Last month I wasn't hurting over having lost our baby.
I thought back ...
