Dear sweet little one who was gone too soon… I often wonder about you. Your face shape. Your smile. The way you would have hugged or blown me kisses. I wonder if you would have been a mama’s boy or a daddy’s girl. And what color hair I would have twirled in between my fingers.…
Ay, yi, yi! I don’t even know where to begin, especially with the title being what it is, but I do know where you should start; and that is going back to read the hilarious, yet informative Part One of this awkward review series on an ovulation detection device called OvuSense. So while you go…
Nearly a year ago I was contacted by a spokesperson from OvuSense in order to, free of charge, test their product, which is a fertility monitor, in exchange for an honest review of their product written on my blog. I realize their offer sounds golden, right? Ehhh. Not to me. You see, I am…
Sometimes you feel like you are the only one. The only one who has this longing. This heartache. This void. This struggle. This inability. This sometimes anger. You walk through the aisles of the grocery store, look around in church, or simply sit down in a restaurant for dinner and it seems obvious, right? Everyone…
1 in 8. 15 percent of the United States population. Nearly 7.4 million people. That is how many men and women struggle to build their family. It could be your friend, your neighbor, your brother, sister, or cousin. It might even be you. This week is National Infertility Awareness Week hosted by RESOLVE, and while…
“It is what it is.” That is all I could say as a lump formed in my throat and the tears filled up my eyes. It was in response to her, “I’m sorry” after telling my story and sharing with her my struggle to conceive. She was so compassionate to my losses. So sympathetic to…
Yesterday I saw her. She was standing to my left, two rows up with her hands raised in worship; her beautiful pregnant belly slightly peeking out. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else in that moment because once I noticed her silhouette in the darkness among the stage lights, questions swirled around in my head like…
