Waiting for Baby Bird

A Decade of Infertility: It Is What It Is, But It’s Not What It Seems

Did you know there are seven couples in the bible who were unable to conceive? Seven. And all seven by the grace of God overcame. Amazing, isn't it? One couple that I can relate to the most is Abraham and Sarah. For those of you who do not know their story let me tell it… Continue reading A Decade of Infertility: It Is What It Is, But It’s Not What It Seems

Waiting for Baby Bird

I Prayed Against the Miscarriage, but It Still Happened

{Warning: What you are about to read comes straight from my journal; it is the one in which I write letters to God. This is one I would never have wanted someone to find and read, but yet here I am typing it out for the world to pick apart and judge me for. We… Continue reading I Prayed Against the Miscarriage, but It Still Happened

Waiting for Baby Bird

36 Years Old and Still Barren

I turn the big 3-6 today (a baby to some...old to others) And I can't believe it. Never in my plans as a high school student, college student, or career woman in my middle 20's did I imagine life would look like it does now. Is my life bad? No. But does it look anything… Continue reading 36 Years Old and Still Barren

Waiting for Baby Bird

Will the Prophesied Josiah Have a Twin?

Sometimes I write to encourage, other times I write to record. And this one? Well, it's simply to record; because I don't know about you, but as the years go by, I often forget the details held within a story. This is why I wrote about my friend's sweet dream and the time a man… Continue reading Will the Prophesied Josiah Have a Twin?

Waiting for Baby Bird, When Someone You Know Is Infertile

Why I Choose To Sit on Mother’s Day

I took a quick glance down my row to painstakingly become aware that I would be the only woman of child bearing age not standing. Another quick glance behind me, as well as in front of me, I determined the same. With my head held down and my fingers white knuckled and intertwined, I braced… Continue reading Why I Choose To Sit on Mother’s Day