Tagged: miscarriage

sorrow and love

I’m not sure exactly what triggered it. Something we were watching on TV. But it got me thinking about it—about them—again. And as I thought about them, and as I thought about the season...

little threads

We drove down Santa Monica Blvd. We passed that crosswalk where I wept, sobbed, mourned that devastating first prenatal appointment/sonogram. I pointed it out to Clay. And he said, “Yeah, but this is also...

their first birthday

Clay awoke, came to sit beside me. I told him today was their due date, that they should be one. I didn’t expect the tears to flood the way they did.⠀⠀ We talked about...

the prayers He didn’t answer

“And when God finally reveals His strange and mysterious ways, it will drop us to our knees in worship. We will thank Him for the prayers He did answer. We’ll also thank Him for...

our rainbow baby

I began writing this post months ago… . . . Ours is a small flicker of reflection of the greatest Redemption Story ever told. I love that I continue to find myself within the...

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...

a crown of beauty instead of ashes

It was our wedding passage—one God had spoken to me the night we got engaged and one our pastor “happened” to surprise us with on that day. I had waited an awful long time...

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...

What do we do with broken dreams?

My entire life I dreamt of being pregnant… ever since I was a little girl. This pregnancy has been a true gift from God. But in many ways this pregnancy has been a broken...

a messy overlap

“Even though I was only a few weeks pregnant, that baby was as real to me as any baby I had ever seen. Any woman who has been pregnant knows what I’m talking about...