Working on the centerpieces for Rance’s dedication lunch and just thinking about how so very blessed we are. It is national infertility week and I thank God every single day for giving us our blessing. Our 16 month journey wasn’t near as long as those of others, and I can’t imagine what those couples face that wait years for their miracle. During those 16 months, God challenged me more than I had ever been challenged. Looking back now, I see that he was trying to grow my faith and my testimony. Trust me, in the midst of it I couldn’t see that. There were days and weeks where I didn’t want to speak to anyone. I barely spoke to my husband or my mom. I had never struggled with depression until that point. I just couldn’t understand why me...why us? It was once we put our faith in God, both came off of our fertility medicines, and put our life in God’s hands that 3 weeks later, we were pregnant. 💙 I say all of that to say this..if you are struggling to conceive, I know you feel like the loneliest person in the world some days. I know that when all of your friends are getting pregnant right off the bat and your not, you want to throw something through the wall and slam your fists. But, you’re NOT alone. Have faith and know that God has plans for you and his timing is always better than our own. Know that if you ever need someone to talk to, vent to, cry to...I’m here. It’s not easy but being a mom is by far worth every single second.