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We waited for him.

We prayed, we hoped, I cried. Miscarriages.

We spent money that we didn’t have and I went for daily ultrasound, blood work, tests. Infertility. Devastated and alone.

I blamed myself because I could have been a better person and been a better wife and a better friend.

We tried three months of infertility treatment which included shots, pills, and having people know your private parts better than you do.

Epic failure.


A miracle! They call it “Spontaneous Pregnancy” – something that was not supposed to happen. Overwhelmed with joy and gratitude to God.