I hesitated to publish a blog because of the sensitivity of this topic. Most women don’t speak publicly about fertility issues.
But after walking through a diagnosis of unexplained infertility, praying for the tangible promise of a baby, and giving birth to him in 2023, I decided it was time to publish more fertility hope on the Internet.
You see, in 2020, amiss the chaos of the pandemic, I realized something else was wrong. My husband and I had been trying to get pregnant, and it wasn’t happening. I had this feeling – like I knew at the onset that I was in for a fight. And every cell of my body didn’t want to be in the ringer for that reason.
Before I go into our story- and spoiler alert- it ends with a healthy, beautiful baby from my womb- I want to introduce the why behind this blog. My story isn’t more important than your experiences.
But, if you are hurting – I write this in hope of being the Google hit that you find at midnight when tears are soaking your pillow, when your face is frozen in a smile at yet another baby shower, or when you’re waiting in the doctor’s office for tests- yes, that’s it. I want you to find this blog while you’re in the “waiting room” of life.
I know how many snake oil salesmen are out there. I tried them all. I found the weird prayer sites. I spent thousands on vitamins, and books and changed my care routine to be natural.
And you know what I didn’t find?
Just encouragement that I would become a mom.
That my stubborn faith that it would happen wasn’t crazy.
That the heartache I was enduring wasn’t unknown to other women.
That there were others out there, also silently struggling to have babies who could understand me.
All I’d ever known was that it was SO easy to have a baby that you could make out with someone and get pregnant (seriously, I was told this story in the 6th grade by a well-meaning teacher).
I needed a friend who had walked the same path. I wanted someone who was bold and had faith to believe with me, and on some days, for me.
So, friend- I’ve crawled your valley and I’ve written these words with one goal: To reach you at your time of need and tell you:
Your story is unique to you.
Your path may not look like those around you. Be brave enough to live your own story.
You do not have to accept the title of barren or infertile. I never did.
You are not crazy.
You are not being punished.
You are worthy of being a mom.
There is a God who loves you and loves life. Whether you conceive with or without medical intervention, or even choose to adopt, know that all life is pleasing to God. He is in the business of life. He loves it.
And you, my friend- will be an amazing mom.
So there you go. I’ll release my story in the coming weeks- so please watch it and let it fill your heart with hope. Because without hope, our hearts become sick.
Know that this is a safe place.
Welcome to The Infertility Waiting Room.
