Seven years. Seven long years passed after we started praying for a baby. Seven years that led us through a miscarriage, a failed adoption, a successful older child adoption—and then, finally, to the moment when we were matched with a birth mother. We were so excited and so scared and so ready to welcome a…
When the years of infertility reached the decade mark, I spent a lot of time praying about writing another book about infertility. It had been five years since I wrote Pain Redeemed and I wasn’t sure if I had another whole book’s worth of comments, but I realized I did have a few thing to say. …
We went through the adoption process four times during our infertility journey. (Note: we ended up only bringing two children home. You can read that whole story in my book, Counting Grains of Sand.) I can tell you, without question or qualm, that adopting did not and could not fix our infertility. It wasn’t a…
Every month the list got longer. I wanted a baby so desperately and when the years of infertility started marking up my life with sorrow and loss and sadness—I was determined to do everything within my power to change it. My diet. My doctor. My daily life. Each month I worked at more, hoping to…
It’s launch day! I am so excited to introduce you to Paris. I first mentioned her many years ago in a post. Oh, yes. Right here on this blog. And now, finally, her story is written and available. Love, Paris launches TODAY. You can get a print copy here: Or an e-copy here: Love, Paris is the…
Twelve years ago I would have told you that my husband wasn’t a very romantic guy. Which was okay with me, for the most part. I wanted to marry a guy with substance. One who had a backbone, a heart for the Lord, and a willingness to get his hands dirty working hard. Actually, I…
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