I’ve been wanting to share this blog post for a while now, but it’s a little scary for me to be so vulnerable. Infertility and miscarriage can feel so lonely at times, I wanted to start blogging about our journey because my hope is that our story can encourage others and let them know that they are not alone.
My husband Justin and I got married in the summer of 2012. I was fresh out of college and he was in his second year of graduate school. I remember our first year of marriage we were nervous about getting pregnant right away and didn’t feel as if we were ready. Little did I know what the next 5 years would hold for us. At the moment when we decided we wanted and were ready to have kids is when I became a mother in my heart. Months passed which turned into years and still no baby. I can’t quite describe the pain of every month grieving the loss of a child that you hope so deeply for. It has been about 5 years of hoping and waiting for us. There is a quote by David Platt that sums up what I feel. “There is a unique pain that comes from prepping a place in your heart for a child that never comes.”
My desire in blogging about our infertility is to ultimately bring glory to God and to share with you how this journey has brought Justin and I closer together and united us in our marriage. I want to share the hope and joy we have even in our time of waiting, but also talk about the grief and pain infertility and miscarriage brings.