This one's for the BABY BOOMERS!

"Baby Boomers"

First thing's first. I said from the beginning of this blog that I'd write about the honesty of infertility (good and bad). This particular blog is for all you "baby boomers" out there! You know who you are mommies... the ones that can get pregnant by looking at their hubbies (as my friend Kristen likes to say), those of you who get prego by the "missing of one pill," or even those of you that say, "Well... we just had sex one time." HEAR me LOUD and CLEAR. It is women like me that struggle to have a child and cannot that know EXACTLY the miracle that took place in your body for that precious baby to be created inside you. You see... it's not just about conceiving... when you actually look at the science and what actually has to take place and for the timing of everything to take place for you to actually even get pregnant- it truly is a MIRACLE. Every single baby on this earth is a miracle- it does not matter how he/she got here. What matters is the life they are given! Right now I have eight friends having babies from the months of April to July. Whew... that's a lot of babies (I've got to get shopping)! AND the best part is that I am getting to be apart of such precious lives! I could not be happier for these sweet soon-to-be Moms and Dads. So while there are those of you that will read these blog posts, and think "oh I feel so guilty..." STOP, and don't you dare. Your job is to love that miracle that God has given you. Hold tight to that feeling, and cherish every single moment. When you and I were created God had a plan for each and every one of us. He knew exactly the roads, bridges that we'd cross, and ditches that we'd have to jump over so stand up and glorify God by showing others (especially your babies) His love!

One of the worst feelings in the world is to have a close friend feel hesitant to tell you that she's pregnant because she knows that you are trying with no luck. Here's the reality to that... if that person means anything to you then the first thing you're going to do is tell them how much you love them and how excited you are for them. Honestly, for me, I love to hear good news from others. It reminds me of God's grace and His love. 

Now in saying all of that... am I a tiny bit jealous? Any woman going through infertility that tells you she's not... she is telling you a big fat lie. Of course we are! We are human. BUT please know that that just means we will love your baby (if not more) than you! If we all let jealousy get the best of us our lives would go to shambles. There's no greater news than the works of our Jesus... He is the creator of such amazing miracles. 

Now let's talk about the people you see that have babies that they choose to not take care of.. that are out starving and being abused. Does it make me mad? "Mad" would be an understatement friends. "Mad" doesn't even compare to the feelings and thoughts that run through my mind when I see such things. I just want to hold those babies until someone pries my arms away from them. It literally breaks my heart into pieces. For women that struggle to have babies of their own... this is probably one of the most cruel and unforgiving acts imaginable. Love your babies. Give them a life they deserve. 

To all my soon-to-be mom friends

I love each and every one of you. I cannot wait to meet your little miracle. Words cannot express the joy and happiness I have for you. I wish nothing but laughter, long sleepless nights of baby crying, coloring on the walls, joy, lots of rocking, and beautiful voices of nursery rhymes.... because when it all comes down to it those are all the things I hope to experience one day (I might be taking back the sleepless nights part). Haha! But oh, what I would give to have them now! I pray for you every day, and I will always be praying that our amazing Jesus watches over you and your new family. All my love to you and yours! 


UPDATE:
We are still in the process of round 2 and taking injections.... still waiting on follicle growth. Please continue to pray for me as doctor's visits get harder without Steven by my side. Also, please continue to pray for Steven as he is away, and I see that he hurts that he cannot be here with me through this process.