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My husband kept asking when we could try for another baby. I kept delaying. It seemed so overwhelming with a busy toddler at home. But the time came when I felt ready to try. Conceiving happened just as quickly as it did with our firstborn. It gave me hope and encouragement that it seemed effortless for our bodies. It seemed like a sign that our bodies were healthy. I didn’t fear anything would go wrong because the first pregnancy was smooth sailing.
But unlike my previous pregnancy, things seemed more difficult. My allergies flared up, my lungs struggled to breathe, and doctors altered my medications. I felt uneasy about the health of our baby as ...
It felt strange to call it grief. After all, how do you grieve someone you’ve never seen? How do you grieve what never could have been?
The due date would have been 12-12-12. How perfect, I thought, as I built dreams and plans. How perfect, I thought, as I sat pleased with the way I had designed my family. But, more than a plan, it was a life. I had started to think of names, to wonder if we would paint pink or blue. I had started to envision how this little one would fit into our family; I monogrammed a Big Sister t-shirt for my toddler.
And then.
And then.
And then.
My happy, perfect secret stole away ...
I came across an old Instagram post of mine that showed a handwritten definition of glory. It said, “Glory-original meaning ‘weightiness.’ Like the force of a sledgehammer to our lives.”
That was written four years ago, long before I knew the true force glory would have on my life.
Six months into our marriage, my husband and I started to experience some swells in the waves of daily married life. I hurt my back, rendering me almost immobile despite months of physical and drug therapy. Surgery was imminent. Relief was on its way!
The day of my back surgery found my husband and me waiting an inordinate amount of time for my surgery to begin. ...
