Friday, January 30, 2015

Our Story-Your Story

I love everything about this little comic.  Love is...a multitude of things, but when you have found the one your heart truly loves, your story becomes so much more.  It becomes page after page of learning and loving with another person.  Paragraphs full of mistakes and lessons learned. Words formed into sentences that only apply to you two. A story that no one else can write, but you two.

What is your story? What lessons can we learn from you?  What joys can we share with you?

Friday, January 9, 2015

Shout Out to the Med Administrators

I saw this the other day and had to take a minute to really let this funny little message sink in.  Going through InVitro, I had to take up to 3 shots a day.  I thought I was strong enough to do it on my own, but when push came to shove, my hands shook like crazy!  So, my loving husband took charge of administering the meds every morning and every night.  This meant he woke up earlier do to our different schedules, prepared and cleaned utensils, and even came up to my classroom during parent teacher conferences to administer a shot.  It was so uncomfortable and I don't know how he found the strength to do it when he knew it caused me pain.  One thing that I will never forget is him saying, "I Love You" before every shot and kissing me on the head afterwards.  Those are the only things I looked forward to during that process.  

So, here's a shot-out to all the husbands and partners out there who've accepted the job-
we appreciate you!!!

Monday, January 5, 2015

Update on Nick and Kassie

As I write this update, I still can't believe that I get to share with you news we have been praying and hoping for for 9 years.  This journey to have kids has been heartbreaking painful and yet, you have been there every step of the way sharing your stories and praying/hoping right along with us.  After countless surgeries, more medications than we can count, failed attempts at adopting and foster care, it all led us to try InVitro as a last chance effort before my "time was up."  Well, the first attempt was deemed a success and we are now 4 months pregnant!

It's still hard for me to believe that we are pregnant and if it wasn't for the intense exhaustion, I probably wouldn't still believe it.  In fact, it has taken me these four months to even be able to get out the words without sobbing.  The physical tiredness of the situation and the emotional roller coaster we've been on has really taken a toll on me.  I find that I am much more introverted in my daily life and want this privacy that no one can expect now days with social media, fantastic friends, and ever-present family.  Everyone has advice and their own stories that they want to relive and I'm over here still reeling from the news that our 9-year wait is just over, like that!
It's been scary to share the news with our friends who still find themselves in the middle of their own battles.  I told a friend that I feel like I've been removed from a "club" of sorts, which she replied, "You never leave that club.  It's always going to be apart of you."  I just don't want to see the anger and pain in their eyes that so often plagued us during our waiting period.  Which is why I'm hoping to help change this attitude that couples going through this have to be angry and hurt all the time.  While it does feel like people are rubbing it in your face, the majority of them are not.  Each little babe that comes into your life should be welcomed by you with open arms-you would want that for your kid right?  I also know how hard pregnancy announcements are when your waiting which is why we waited so long to share the news on this blog.

Even though we have been given this amazing gift, we still find ourselves on edge knowing that we are never guaranteed the full 9 months let alone every day of their little lives.  Each night we go to bed, we pray over this kiddo asking for continued health and growth.  We also pray for our friends near and far that still find themselves waiting.  While I hated the words-faith and perseverance during the last nine years, I now see their importance and sometimes feel guilty for not displaying them stronger.  Yet,  I know we did the best we could and thank God every day that He persevered and had faith in us.