Pregnancy

Holy Ground to Our Story

I obeyed because I knew He was giving me the chance to not only walk out of my prison of shame that had caused wounds to myself and to her, but also to obliterate the whole effing thing so that it wouldn’t be a place I would run to in our friendship ever again.

Holy Ground to Our Story

A Map in the Midst

Despite the blurring pain, I always knew that God would use that part of our story to breathe life and hope into others who are also walking through a “detour” season.

A Map in the Midst

Ripples in the Wave

I began to feel the start of a bit of unraveling… I fought it as I was honestly so sick and tired of becoming unraveled about my infertility. She whispered, “He can tell that you are afraid to hope, Adge.”

Ripples in the Wave

brave

i often feel very over-stimulated in parenthood ... it’s loud and really messy and i really like things to look pretty and keep looking pretty

brave

Three Stockings

Expecting another little one to head our way, we kept waiting…and waiting. And no pregnancy followed.

Three Stockings