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<< This article is part of a blog series titled The Christian Woman’s Guide to Infertility: Finding Hope and Healing even without a Baby. >>   Infertility Doesn’t Define Me As a child, were you ever asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Yeah, me too. Some may have struggled to pick…

<< This post is part of the blog series The Christian Woman’s Guide to Infertility: Finding Hope and Healing even without a Baby. >> Infertility Doesn’t Define My Heart I started babysitting when I was ten years old. We lived in Alaska, at a Bible School, and our neighbors had three girls. A three year old,…

When October comes each year, I watch the dates on my calendar. The days arrive slowly, in order. The day I miscarried the first time, followed by Annie’s birthday. She would have been six this year if we had been able to bring her home. Slicing grief that still stings. Grief that is muffled by…

I didn’t put up a single decoration that year. There was no excitement or sparkle of the holidays left in me. I was thankful Jesus came, but I was also sad. And it was a sadness that had burrowed into my bones and left me quiet and splintered. Everyone seemed to be having babies except…