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Monday, April 28, 2014

Infertility: My Story

She's laying in bed next to me, oblivious to my staring. Listening to a book on my iPhone, playing with her fingers and daydreaming about stories from another land. She thinks I'm sleeping, but instead I'm staring at her thinking about the fact that this is her last night of being 8 years old.

Nine years ago she came into this world and made me a mother. She helped me realize a dream that I thought would never happen. Miracles do come true, Sadie is living proof. It's sad to admit, but in the every day craziness of life I sometimes forget to be amazed by the mere presence of my children.

Travel back in time with me about 10 1/2 years and you'll find my husband and I sitting in a fertility specialist's office. After years of trying to conceive, a miscarriage that rocked our world, and a dozen health issues we could not explain, our doctor looked across the table and dropped the devastating news; we would never have children.

There would be no raising funds for procedures, no endless rounds of shots and hormones and hoping it works this time. There would be nothing. My body could not conceive a child.

I remember the first time I said the words out loud. Sitting outside seminary in the car with my friend Kristen, in the middle of a mundane conversation about where we would eat lunch, I blurt out "John and I can't have kids". Poor Kristen, she had no idea it was coming and I had not prepared her for it. It just came. No tears, just words and numbness.

Numbness could describe the next 6 months or so of my life. Numbness and anger. I was a pastor's wife, smiling on the outside and going through the motions of our God-saturated life, while a deep seated confusion and anger simmered beneath the surface. I didn't rail at God, I didn't yell and scream and demand to know why, I just ignored.

One of those many Sundays when I wanted to be anywhere but at church, I realized how tired I was. I couldn't live like that anymore. The anger and bitterness stirring in me took up too much energy and I had little to spare. I went to the alter and gave up. I let down my walls and told God I was tired. Life with Him was confusing me, but life without Him was killing me.

Two weeks later I found out Sadie would be part of our lives.

Now, here's the part of my story I love most of all - when I found out I was already six weeks pregnant.  So many testimonies we hear in church end with the sentence above, they end with "I repented and then God blessed me". I heard a lot of those stories while going through my wilderness and I never felt like they were real life. Yes that could happen, but it didn't always. It didn't for me, hearing it from them was sometimes just hurtful.What about me? What have I done wrong?

But I knew in the middle of my anger and bitterness, in the middle of my brokenness, God had brought this miracle. It had nothing to do with me. Nothing to do with my repentance or giving up. By the time I found myself on my knees at the alter I was already a month along and had no idea.

And now she's nine years old, reading whatever she can get her hands on, hating pink and wanting to be "cool" at the same time as she cuddles with her stuffed animals. She's a confusing mess of girlishness and I couldn't love her more. Soon after Sadie entered our world, Jack came along - another surprising miracle.  And now I sit here 6 months pregnant with our third and wonder how it all happened.

I know this is not always the end of the story. I know some stories don't end with unicorns and rainbows. I wish this broken world were different. I wish the rainbows could brighten every one's lives. If infertility is a part of your struggle, I am truly sorry. I know the pain and my heart hurts with you. If you need more encouragement in your infertility journey, my sweet friend Angela blogs about her story, as does my friend Gigi.  Please visit them and be encouraged along your way.

Thanks for reading a little of my story. Rethinking my journey has encouraged me, I pray it's encouraged you as well.


  1. Thank you so much for sharing your story. You've given me some hope. I was recently told I have to see an infertility specialist. It caught me off guard as I already have a child. It is painful, yet sometimes I feel resolved, sometimes I feel God will deliver me (if its his will), sometimes I don't know what to feel. I haven't had the courage to blog about it . . . I don't know how to deal. Haven't even shared with my family. Thank you so much. I needed the reminder that God is great through all things!

    1. It is a hard thing to deal with, it's especially hard to talk about. One of my favorite thoughts from a devotional I read a long time ago is "the deep things belong only to God". There is no need to share right now, just take it to the Lord. He's the only one who knows how to comfort anyway. Praying for you Marisela.

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  3. Katie Brown2:26 PM

    Loved this the first time I read it, the second, and all the other times in between then and today. Stories like this give me hope and keep me going. This is an exhausting, heartbreaking process I wouldn't wish on anyone. Love you & miss you, beautiful friend.

  4. Amy, Thank you so much for sharing. As Timothy and I get ready for IVF next week I desperately needed this encouragement. It seems like when I feel like all my hope is lost and I just can't stand another heartache God sends sweet friends with messages of hope and prayers. It helps to read the journey of others and to know that no matter what our amazing doctor tells us it's still all in HIS hands. Love you guys so much. Please keep us in your prayers.

  5. This also happened to a friend of mine - 1% chance of getting pregnant, and she now has 2. I loved how real you were about ignoring God. That is what I often do when I'm angry with him, but there is so much wisdom in realising it was not because of anything YOU did that brought about the children. I'm happy for your three blessings!

    1. Thank you Jennie. They are blessings for sure! I'm loving your book!


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