I haven’t really talked lately about what has been going on in my journey to become a parent. Waiting on God’s timing can be a very frustrating experience, as I’m sure all of you know. That biological clock is no joke.
Losing my daughter is always in the back of my head. I wonder in the quiet moments of my day what she would look like, what our life would be like, if she had been born alive, full term. Some days are worse than others. When my emotions are running high, it’s difficult to see past my pain. But most of the time, life runs pretty smoothly. Pretty awesomely, actually.
See, I have these incredible moments in my life that keep my head above the waves. Sunrises that stretch across the sky in beautiful pink and yellow hues. Laughter with my husband that makes my sides and cheeks hurt. Conversations with friends that remind me I’m not alone. Quiet moments with God that fill me with an unexplainable peace.
These moments help me get through the more painful ones. The negative pregnancy tests. When people ask if we have children. When the conversation ends awkwardly after our reply that we don’t. Moments of quiet grief, wondering if we will ever have a yes to that question.
But those are simply moments. Overall, I’m doing okay. I still wake up with hope and joy. My days are still filled with new adventures and experiences. My life is still filled with love and purpose.
And one day, I will shout from the rooftops that our family is growing. One day I will hold my child in my arms. One day, I will experience all the frustrations and pain and joy and excitement of watching my own child grow up.
And I will use my present experiences to extend compassion to those who are waiting for their one day. Remind them that no day is worthless. That hope is worth holding on to. And that God is walking with them through their journey, just as He has continued walking with me.
This is lovely. I’m so happy you are able to find joy and peace often on this hard path. Very inspiring!
So glad to hear that you are holding on to hope. Know that you guys are still in our prayers.
I’m so sorry for your loss. I miscarried in the beginning of this year, and I know how hard it can be. Just hold on to the thought that one day you’ll be gifted a child! And that baby will be the happiest, most spoiled little thing ever!