If you're here, you've probably heard that we are having another baby!!! We are so incredibly excited! BUT we also have to prepare ourselves, for the worst. I'm really writing this post because I'm finding myself explaining our circumstances more and more frequently, and it's kind of hard to talk about. I also feel horrible that nearly every one of my conversations about this pregnancy goes so... deeply. When I'm sure that's not at all what the initiator of the conversation was expecting. I almost feel like I need to ask for forgiveness when we talk about my pregnancy, especially if I'm not outwardly glowing, or beaming. Please know, inwardly, and in my heart, I long for this to be as easy and as happy as with Chloe, and I am happy to even have the opportunity to carry another child at all. It's just such an odd feeling, being happy in the moment, but also having anxiety about all the scary unknowns the future may hold for us. Feeling guilty about ...
I can't believe it's been ten years! Since being baptized my life has been drastically different. When I describe my teenage life people often don't believe me - because it is honestly light years away from where I am today. As I reflect on this monumental decision from my past I realize that everything that has happened since is because I had the courage to hope in good things to come, to hope in Christ, and to hope I could become something and someone more. Hope is powerful! My journey of faith, over the past ten years, overall, has been relatively easy. I have been very lucky. Many of my trials have come from the ways that my E.G.O (Edging God Out) slips into the crevices of my life. Turns out ego and faith don't mix all too well. I often find myself turning to God simply because I've been stubborn and like to think that I'm capable and independent. It's a very humbling experience to have to turn to Him multiple times each day to ask for help with th...