Entering a new time.

I used to spend a lot of time blogging different sessions, and then I realized that a year has passed. I haven't blogged in over a year. I'm switching to a new website, a new blog, and a new time. I'm not going to make any guarantees on how many posts I'll actually complete, but I'm looking at bettering myself.

Here are some very personal photos of me.


I've waited and prayed for the chance to be a mother for three years. Three years. During those three years, I was filled with disappointment, heartache, and hope. Infertility is not something we discuss out loud. It is shared in intimate whispered conversations while grasping hands and wiping away tears. Or at least, that's how I discussed it.

I now see it as a sign of God's sovereignty, for he is the ultimate decider and planner. My husband and I finally relented and started infertility testing. The meeting, the numbers, the language was not what I had planned when I thought about how I was going to start a family, but I needed to know what was wrong.

However, before we could take my first blood test, something happened.

We had a blizzard, and school had a two-hour late start. I decided to take a pregnancy test. I had taken pregnancy tests for three years. All ending with the same results. I took it to confirm that I could get my blood work drawn soon, but this one was different.

I was pregnant.

I bent over, collapsing in my bathroom with tears. This was the start of something new.

I might tell you more about our adventure to parenthood at another time, but for now, I am thankful for this season, and I want to leave in that feeling.

May all glory be to God,