I have a fear of birds. I think it stems back to the time I was chased by a turkey as a little girl. I don’t like all the flapping and fast movement…it just puts me on edge. So to stand in the middle of a flock of pigeons felt like some accomplishment!
I remember after being married a few years and not being able to have children I started looking for other woman or blogs who talked about infertility. Repeatedly, (and not often) I found them but it was after they had adopted or later had a child of their own that they could talk about it. I’m mean, I get it. For the first time, I felt challenged in something I have no control over and it cuts the very essence of being a woman. It makes you question so many things, and I never had struggled with confidence before. Maybe the pain is just too deep to talk about it and I want to give grace to the others who can’t just yet.
I recently saw these photos of me and the pigeons from several years ago and I felt like I should start facing my fears and write about the struggles I battle with in dealing with infertility and waiting for our “future family”. Don’t worry, I’ve never liked when people write out their diaries. I want to give practical help in what to say and ways to respond to others hurting. I hope that if you have a friend struggling or do so yourself, that I can help in a small way. To let you know you aren’t alone and maybe give you an idea of what to tell your friends who are in the middle of it all.
If you have a question that you want addressed or any advice that has helped you, feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I’d love to hear from you and possibly share it in future blog posts.
May you feel God’s grace in your hearts today friends.