11/25/2025
This time of year always feels like a countdown to me…
8 years ago, we were in the early dating days
7 years ago, engaged and so excited about our future together.
6 years ago, newlyweds and anticipating trying for kids within the year.
And then everything changed.
5 years ago, 3 days after Thanksgiving, I found out I was pregnant for the first time. Then, two days before Christmas, I learned our baby had no heartbeat. Then on January 6, I gave birth to our tiny baby.
4 years ago, we were in the trenches of loss and infertility. I think I lost two more babies that year (never had positive tests, but all the signs were there). My heart was in shambles, and I was devastated to not have a baby in my arms. I was in a really dark place, and I was struggling to trust God’s plan for our family.
3 years ago, I was nearing the end of my rainbow pregnancy. Terrified, anxious, yet holding onto a sliver of hope and the belief that, regardless of the outcome, God had a perfect plan for this baby.
2 years ago, we celebrated our rainbow boy’s first holidays. My heart was healing a little bit, but I still felt the sting of loss.
1 year ago, we announced our next pregnancy. I was hopeful, but still scared that we’d lose yet another baby. The trauma of loss and infertility still clouded much of that pregnancy, but I was able to find so much joy in the midst of the fear.
And this year, we have two earthside children. Our rainbow is finally old enough to understand so much of the season, and it’s beautiful to watch! And our pot of gold baby is just excited about everything.
And in the middle of all the joy and the “redemption story” that I’m living, my heart is still heavy this time of year.
This is when thoughts of “this should look different” come creeping in. Having living babies doesn’t completely heal the scars in my heart.
I’m thankful for Christ. I’m thankful for the hope of the Gospel and the promise of Heaven. I’m thankful for how God has written our story. I’m thankful for how my heart aches, because it reminds me that this is not the end. There is a day when God will make all things new. 🤍