Five Years of Praying for a Baby
This one is difficult for me to write. Normally, when I sit down to write something for Lavender & Light , I want to encourage you. I want to leave you with hope. I want to tell you something God has been teaching me. But today, I’m writing from a place that still hurts. For five years, I have wanted a baby. Five years of hoping. Five years of praying. Five years of wondering. Five years of watching time pass while carrying a prayer that still hasn’t been answered the way I desperately want it to be. And if you’ve ever struggled with infertility, you probably understand that those few sentences hold a whole lot of pain. There Is a Grief That Comes With Waiting Infertility is strange because you can grieve something you’ve never actually held. You can miss someone you’ve never met. You can love a child who doesn’t exist yet so deeply that your heart physically aches for them. You imagine the little things. What it would feel like to see those two lines. To tell you...