Category: godly relationships

pregnancy and infant loss remembrance

“When a child loses his parent, they are called an orphan. When a spouse loses her or his partner, they are called a widow or widower. When parents lose their child, there isn’t a...

the day we became parents

October 3. It’s a hard day. It’s the day we became parents. To babies we would never get to hold. It’s been quite a journey of healing over this last year. And I still...

and then one day she’s here…

And then one day she’s here. And she’s absolute perfection. And sometimes I just stare at her in disbelief that I grew her inside of me. I look at her tiny, intricate eyelids and...

Noelle’s birth story

On Wednesday, August 21, I woke up at 7am to a contraction. They began coming fairly regularly. After four nights of false labor (what a trick!), I was thrilled to finally be in actual labor!...

the best thing and a really hard thing.

“It’s possible for it to be the best thing and a really hard thing,” a wise friend recently said to me of motherhood. And well, I couldn’t agree more. Motherhood is the best thing...

our second week with sweet Noelle

Two weeks with our sweet Noelle. First outing with just mama—to the pediatrician. First four hour stretch of sleep. First time wearing this adorable bonnet!⠀ It’s incredibly fun to dress this little “doll” of...

the gift of motherhood

No one told me how amazing motherhood is. Okay I’m sure they did, or at least tried. But it’s joy is something I could never fathom until I got here… until she got here.⠀...

our first week home with Noelle

One week home with baby Noelle. She has filled our hearts with more love than we’ve known and our home with more baby gear than ever!⠀ So much has happened in a week. So...

meet Noelle

Meet Noelle Elizabeth Collier. Born 8.22.19 at 12:41am. 6 pounds 13 ounces. 20.5 inches long. Clay and I are overjoyed at the blessing Noelle is. She is a true gift from God, our little...

Noelle’s nursery

I sat in her nursery the other night. It was quiet. Clay was gone at class. And as I sat in that rocker and soaked in this room, I could envision her growing up...