Who am I?

I am not infertility.

For the past six and a half years, infertility has been a part of my daily life. Never before has something consumed so much of my life that I’m not able to “fix” to “control.” I’m a problem solver. Identify the problem-find the solution-move on. But, that’s not how infertility works.

Find the problem-yes.

The solution-not that simple.

Moving on-how?

But, I am not infertility.

I am more than my infertility.

I am a wife.

I am a daughter.

I am an aunt.

I am a fur momma.

I am a momma to a heavenly embryo.

I am a hopeful “in the future” momma.

I am a follower of The One who authors my story.

I am not my infertility.

My life is not defined by a single word.

My life is not defined by a diagnosis.

My life is not defined by failed treatments.

My life is not defined by multiple fertility doctors.

My life is not defined by what my heart is missing and my arms long for.

My identity is found in The One who’s ways are higher than my ways.

In Him I can rest in the peace that even if my arms never hold a baby of my own-I’ll be okay.

In Him my tears will be erased.

In Him I am assured of a future that knows no sadness or pain.

In Him my identity is found.

I am not infertility.

I am more.

I am His.

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”-Revelation 21:4 Blessings,

P.S. Is your life being defined by a word that you didn’t choose? Is there a word in your life that haunts you daily? Dear friend, you aren’t alone. Whatever word you are struggling with, know this, you are more than the word. You are His. Today, I pray that you release the power that word has over you. If you need a friend to pray with you, I’d love to be that person.

P.P.S. If you’re a fellow infertility sister, I’d love to hear your story and add you to my prayer list. Infertility is lonely in a world full of babies so, it’s nice knowing you’re not alone.