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. [...]
Why do we grow so attached to material things? A few weeks ago Travis decided we needed to start looking for a new car. We’ve had mine for five and a half years and it has over 143,000 miles on it. We’ve put all but 19,000 on it ourselves. Creating lots of memories in those [...]
I don’t know. I don’t know what is in a woman’s heart when she makes the decision to choose abortion. I don’t know what thoughts are in her mind. I don’t know her situation. I don’t know her struggles. I don’t know her fear. I don’t know her pain. But, I do know what’s in [...]
My senior year of high school is not one I ever wish to relive. Yes, there are good parts, but the majority is better left in the past. You’re probably thinking I had a case of severe senioritis, but that’s far from the truth. You see, at 17 I was engaged to the one boy [...]
Last year, instead of making a New Year’s resolution I decided to choose a word-Hope. I lived a year in hope. Hoping everything would go right with building our home-it didn’t, but does it ever? Seriously, measure 4 times then, cut. We needed more than the measure twice rule, haha. Hope that the fertility treatments [...]
If you’ve followed my blog for the past year, then you know 2018 has been a tough one. It has definitely not been our year and to say we’re ready for 2019 is a HUGE understatement. We started the year full of hope. Construction was well underway on our new home and I had a [...]
Dear Santa, I’ve tried really hard to be good this year, but 2018 has been rough. If I’m honest-it’s probably, no it definitely has been, the roughest year of our marriage. It’s been full of insurmountable highs and devastating lows. But, you know that word I declared at the beginning of last year—hope—I’ve clung to [...]
