Living in the Midst
Five years ago I posted this photo on my quilting facebook page: I wrote that I was using up scraps to create some colorful quilt blocks. The next day I put them in the closet and there they sat for four years. I had no idea then that these squares would be part of a… Continue reading A Rainbow After the Storm
I’m trying to figure out why running another half-marathon in six weeks feels easier than working on my book. Why am I willing to put on my running shoes and go outside for a run, but picking up the edits to my chapters paralyzes me? For a week now I’ve been trying to answer all… Continue reading Only One Step
I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. People outside the infertility community read my posts and resonate with what I write. Not because they wanted to be a mom and their bodies couldn’t do it, but because they understand what it is like to face a hard thing. They know what it means to… Continue reading Life is Hard
I updated my readers about my book progress in yesterday's newsletter. If you don't receive it, you can subscribe here. If I tell myself that winter knows best, maybe I’ll start to believe it. I mean, what can it hurt? At the start of the week the highs were in the 60s, the sun was… Continue reading Winter Knows Best
I always have a plan I had a plan. I knew what I was going to write about this week. It all hinged on getting a project done so I’d have pictures to accompany the writing. Having this plan in place eased my mind because I knew my time to write would be limited. And… Continue reading All is Well
Last week on my Wednesday instagram post, which is always a quote I’ve found to be helpful on this journey, I shared this from Amateur Nester: “With a baby or without, you are valuable, you are whole, and you matter.” And then I named my truth, something that’s been on my mind a lot recently:… Continue reading It Is Good
I’m starting to run regularly with our one-year-old chocolate lab these days. We’re still working through it — my job is to let him know he’s not in charge. Unfortunately, I’m not always good at my job. The other day I noticed our shadow. He was in front, I was in back and there was… Continue reading We Get to Choose Our Own Speed
“Talk to myself the way I would talk to someone I really love and whom I’m trying to comfort in the midst of a meltdown” (Daring Greatly, pg. 80). I’m trying to follow Brené’s advice (yes, we’re on a first name basis), but it’s hard today. I’m beating myself up. I’m telling myself that I’m… Continue reading This is Self-Care
Because most people who deal with infertility are trying to find alternative ways to get pregnant, I have not found much comfort or solace in that community. I’ve checked out Facebook groups and Instagram hashtags and immediately turned for the other direction. So, it’s not all that surprising that I was unaware of what this… Continue reading Yes, I’m Aware. But, Are You?
It’s Good Friday. It’s been Good Friday for a long time. It’s been a hard week. Things that shouldn’t bother me bothered me — a lot. Work, usually a place to separate myself from the heaviness of life, usually a place of laughter and camaraderie, felt too heavy to endure for another day. So,… Continue reading Staying in Good Friday