There’s a permanent indentation in my couch. The toll of first-trimester exhaustion from two pregnancies, as well as the miscarriages that ended them, has made
I read the email explaining the fertility paperwork and a thousand emotions bubbled up from within. “This is so overwhelming. I don’t want to do
It seems, even before the first sprout sprang from the ground, indicating spring is near, my heart had already begun to dread what follows April
“But if you could choose, would you choose to be discontent until you receive a baby, or to trust God and never receive a baby?”
I held the pregnancy test in my hand and examined it closely. Could there be a faint line? Oh Lord, please let there be a
I’ve found wrestling with God to be a common occurrence in this season of life. My faith often feels frail as I hope each month