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My husband and I were married in our late 20s, always knowing that we both wanted a family. It was only about six months before we decided that we would like to start a family. We were blessed with a baby girl in 2011 and a baby boy in 2013. Having babies seemed so easy. We had no complications with either pregnancy and felt so fortunate to have these two healthy children.
We both come from families with three children and felt strongly that our family was not complete. In 2015 we started trying for our third and assumed it would come easily as it had before. However, this time was different.
This time we tried for several months. Finally, we ...
It had been nearly a year since our early miscarriage and we yearned for a sibling here for our almost 3-year-old son. I had recently finished reading a book on prayer which inspired me to keep a prayer journal and be more intentional in seeking quiet time with the Lord.
I began to recognize that my fervent desire (bordering on obsession) to expand our family had become an idol to me. A verse that I continued to meditate on during that time says, “Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalm 37:4). These words sank deep as I began to understand that the Lord promises to place His desires in our heart, not ...
I remember well the night we found out we were pregnant with our second baby. It was July 2, 2011. I took three pregnancy tests that had such a faint pink line that I finally went out and bought one of the ones that said “pregnant” or “not pregnant” because I had to be sure. To say we were excited was probably a bit of an understatement.
Our oldest had just turned one a little over a month before. We loved our little family of three, but couldn’t wait to give Ian the gift of a sibling. I was thrilled at the idea of hearing the sounds of multiple children in my home. The thought of it made me giddy. We told our families and close friends ...
I was about six months pregnant with our first child, a baby boy named Riley. Up until this point it had been a smooth and happy pregnancy. I dealt with those typical pregnancy symptoms, and even though those can drive you crazy, the thought of becoming a mommy was the most beautiful gift that I could have ever been given.
On January 17, 2016, my husband and I both started having stomach pains before bed and we naturally thought it was probably something we ate. His pain was gone by morning but mine was intensifying. Nevertheless, I got up and got ready for work, but I was only there for a few minutes when I realized I couldn’t handle the pain ...
I conceived for the first time in November 2021. When I found out I was pregnant I was initially scared because I had a dead end job and was barely making any money at all. But that fear soon gave way to excitement as I thought about being a mommy for the first time. I absolutely love babies, and have always wanted children of my own. Growing up, I helped raise my sister, so I knew that raising a baby wouldn’t be easy, but I also knew I was ready.
I felt really at peace as I looked forward to being a first time mom. My husband and I were so excited. We began getting clothes for the baby from my mother and had her dresser all ready for her. Each ...
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 ...
Just a few months after my husband, Sam, and I were married, we were thrilled to discover we were expectant parents. We immediately began exciting preparations as we embraced pregnancy. Our hearts were overflowing with gratitude and anticipation for our little bundle of joy. Little did we know that the Lord’s plan was to include painful suffering. Our faith would be put to the test trusting completely in His plan for our family.
Our eighteen-week anatomy scan revealed that our daughter had an abnormal amount of fluid surrounding her brain. We were immediately sent to a maternal fetal specialist. We were overwhelmed with anxiety and questions. How ...
“I’m sorry, I normally can see a heartbeat in a baby this size, but I don't.”
“I’m sorry, this doesn't look to me like a viable pregnancy.”
Two different pregnancies, two different ultrasound techs, two different lives lost. And my heart broken two different times.
The doctors say it’s good that my two “missed” miscarriages didn't happen in a row. I had a healthy son between the two of them. But that didn't comfort me. Nothing can comfort a woman who has just found out her baby “isn't viable.” Nothing but the love of Jesus.
The first time I miscarried, the pregnancy was not planned. I still, however, cried buckets of ...
My daughter's was an easy pregnancy. I glowed from day one, not having much nausea, all the way through to the end when my overdue pregnant self waddled into a room, happy and content, dreaming of my baby. Aside from her necessary induction ten days after her due date, my pregnancy and delivery were textbook. What a blessing. One that I took for granted, as most do when they haven't been touched with loss.
Her younger brother's story, while textbook in the pregnancy stages, didn't conclude with a happy ending. Funny how all these years later, I can close my eyes and review details that weren't as sharp to me as I was living in them. The “grief ...
July 14, 2010, I waddled into the labor and delivery wing full of excitement and hope. This time it was real labor and I would soon be able to meet this long-awaited baby girl! It was my first time pregnant and it was a lot harder than anyone could predict. With active rheumatoid arthritis, my doctors and I had a master plan based on all the known research and statistics. I had an expert team of High Risk OBs and Rheumatologists monitoring every step.
Most women with RA go into remission during pregnancy as the body turns its attention away from attacking your joints to making a baby. A week or two after stopping meds my hopes of going into remission ...
