One of my favorite decorations that graces our small, simple home is this piece of wall art from my dear friend, Natalie.
It’s cute, rustic and fun – but its message is what really makes it special to me. She gave this to me after a conversation where I had shared an aspect of my struggle with infertility…specifically how I felt really sensitive to the phrase “starting a family” when referring to having kids. Though usually said with the best of intentions, it was hard for me to hear as I dealt with facing the possibility of our family ever only being just Thomas and I. “Isn’t that a family?”, I remember asking. So, big surprise, I was brought to tears the moment I unwrapped this gift and have loved having on our wall ever since as a reminder of my friend’s love and care and of what the word “family” really means.
Our journey so far in the kid department has been rich, hard, beautiful, and totally unexpected (to me, not God!). For most of our married life, we have been trying to grow our family and in 2014 we experienced just a few short weeks of parenthood before God took our first baby home through a miscarriage at nine weeks. A couple more years of trying after that had brought me to a place where I still wanted to kids but was finally starting to embrace our family of two and the ministries God had brought us through that situation. The more months I’m married to Thomas, the more I love him and the more I am grateful to have him as my partner. I’m not planning to go into depth in this post about the details of everything that God has brought us through and things we have learned about fertility, but if you are going through struggles of your own or would like to know more, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me and I am happy to share!
Our journey took a very unexpected and drastic turn in June when God introduced us to someone…someone who would alter our family forever.
We don’t know this person’s name (or even their gender!), but through meeting him or her we are blown away by the Lord’s faithfulness, sovereignty, love and grace in our lives. This picture was taken at our 20 week ultrasound last week and, Lord willing, we will meet him or her in person in late February/early March!
So if you were curious about the long silence on the blog, it can be officially blamed on lots and lots of nausea. 🙁 Thankfully, that finally seems to be mostly behind us now. I tried to take a “baby bump” picture to include here for fun, but I think I still need a few more weeks before my bump officially says “Baby!” instead of “Ice cream?”…
Please pray for the continued health of our little one!