It’s so easy to read a story of someone else who was healed, restored, or redeemed and think…“That’s great for them. But that won’t happen for me.” And I get it. It’s sometimes our knee jerk reaction to dismiss them as nothing more than just it being “that person’s story.” But do you know what…
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…
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…
Well hello there, friends, family and nosy neighbors! Long time no Ovusense review, uh? In fact, I took at peek and it’s been since November 2017 since I last brought to you an honest viewpoint regarding this contraption that is “according to their research” supposed to boost your odds of conception by leaps and bounds.…
Four years ago, my daughter who was our foster princess at the time, came into the kitchen and asked if she could cook dinner with me. She had her own pots and pans from her play kitchen and even her “pretend” food to cook with. It truly was the cutest. But at one point while…
Red. Blue. Green. White. It takes a special person to see infertility through the color of a rose. And every year for the past four years, my Daddy has done just that. You see, on the 17th day of February, my Daddy, whom I like to call “Pa”, has had a beautiful rose delivered to…
My morning alarm goes off and I stumble out of bed and into the kitchen. I make myself a cup of coffee and retreat to my office to check my email. The first message I see, and open, is from another infertility sister. I do not know her personally, but as she begins telling me…
