Waiting for Baby Bird

Broken Bracelet = Broken Dreams?

For two years, my husband has worn this bracelet (he calls it an "armband"...much more manly), and He has sported it every single day as a reminder to keep hoping, keep believing, keep waiting, and to keep praying no matter what we face on this journey. Never once has he taken it off. But yesterday,… Continue reading Broken Bracelet = Broken Dreams?

Soul Food

Life is Messy

I scroll through social media, and I look at everyone's beautiful pictures, and as much as I try not to, comparison sneaks in and starts to fatigue my soul. Thoughts of...she is prettier...her cooking is better...their clothes are nicer...their life is more comfortable...her house is perfect...their marriage is flawless...and so on roll through my mind.… Continue reading Life is Messy

Soul Food, Waiting for Baby Bird

It’s Moving Day: Giving Infertility the Eviction Notice {part one}

If you follow me on my Waiting for Baby Bird Facebook page, then you might have already seen this. It is a status update I made last week, and while I normally don't post my "personal lady business" as a status update, I felt the need to do so on that particular night. And I… Continue reading It’s Moving Day: Giving Infertility the Eviction Notice {part one}

Waiting for Baby Bird

When Her Pregnancy Announcement Almost Caused Me to Give Up

I'm not going to cry...I'm not going to cry...I'm not going to cry. And I didn’t. Or at least for the first five minutes after hearing she was pregnant...with her fourth. But despite my best efforts to pull myself together, the tears poured out of me, and the despicable ugly cry came. You know the… Continue reading When Her Pregnancy Announcement Almost Caused Me to Give Up

Soul Food

For the Days You Just Can’t Do It Anymore

There I stood (barely) in the kitchen with my elbows deep in soapy water, when the dam that I had constructed so carefully finally broke. And the tears I had been holding back for days? Maybe weeks? Began pouring out of me. As each tear landed in the water, I felt myself shamefully falling apart.… Continue reading For the Days You Just Can’t Do It Anymore