Thursday, April 26, 2012

Settling. Breathing. Enjoying.

Tonight
as I sit here alone
I'm thinking
"How the {HECK} did we end up here?"
"Why the {HECK} did all of this have to happen?"


And in the same breath
{thought}
I'm thinking
How
{BLESSED}
are we?!

In the last 4 months
our little family 
has been through 
{HELL}
and back!

We've experienced
pain and grief
that some will never
have to.
{and I'm so glad for them!}

We've begun a journey
that nobody ever
thinks about taking.

We've joined a club that
{NOBODY}
wants to be a member of. 

But you know what else
these last 4 months have brought?

Blessing
after blessing
after blessing
after
{BLESSING}

We were able to be with our family
in our absolute weakest and most vulnerable moment.

We were able to be surrounded by
some of the most amazing friends that anyone could ask for.

We've been cared for and loved
in ways that I can't even understand. 

We've been able to raise money for an organization that suddenly became important to us because of our great sadness and we've been encouraged through the journey.
{learn more about that here}

We.Are.Blessed

The Lord has used the people around us
to encourage us
love us
support us
and
teach us
some of the most valuable lessons we've ever learned. 

It's been 8 weeks
(yesterday)
since our Sweet Daphne
came silently into this world.
Since our hopes of another little princess faded.
Since my very big and full tummy became empty.

{Since she} 
{moved mountains
{with her short life}

I can't say
"It's all better! Hooray!"
It will never be. 
A day will not go by that I won't think of my sweet girl.
But I can say that it's getting easier. 
I don't cry everyday. 
I can genuinely enjoy my beautiful family
{although missing one member}
without feeling guilty.
I can see and hold and enjoy the beautiful babies in my life
without feeling a deep aching sadness
that I don't have my Daphne.

Life is starting to get back to a
reflection
of "normal"
before Daphne. 

Life will never be "normal".

You lose the ability to live a
{NORMAL}
life when your secretly known as
"The Woman Who's Baby Died".

People don't ask questions like
"How are you doing?"
in passing at work
because they're afraid of what my answer might be.

But it's getting to a place where people
look me in the eyes and are genuinely happy to see me
and don't feel the need to 
"be careful"
around me. 

Yes
life is getting back to a reflection of 
"Normal"

We're settling
into a space that we can call our own
for the next few months
{Thank you to the Bolen's}

I'm back to work. 
It's hard work
but I'm really enjoying it. 

Life is moving along
at quite a crisp pace.

And the Lord is
BLESSING
us. 

Never how I would have chosen. 

Never how I would have asked.

But
I know now more than ever
that
I'm the
{LUCKIEST}
girl.

From the bottom of my heart
I can't say
{Thank You}
enough.
For all that you've done
and continue to do.

My heart is
Sad and Achey still
But above all my heart is
{FULL}

I will never be
{normal}
again
But I will forever
be
blessed
{in abundance!} 

I pray the Lord will bless you all
the way you have touched our lives and blessed us.
We love you. 
As E says
"Wook! Dey Dafunee's faowuh's!

For you... from us.
I hope they make you smile as much
as they make me. 




Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Struggling to Trust


Today has been one that has challenged me.
It has challenged
my patience
{in more ways than one}
my heart
and
my faith.

I have been challenged by my prayers
not being answered the way I've wanted them to be.
My selfishness has
{in moments}
overcome my ability to trust
that the Lord's plan is better than my own.

Today
I have found myself
so bitterly angry. 

I know that allowing ourselves
to feel all of our emotions
is a healthy part of grief
 but I'm going to be honest
{I don't like it!}

I wish my emotions would just always
come out in an
understanding
patient
and
loving way.
{yeah...not going to happen}

Today my heart broke
at the news of
some friends of ours losing their
sweet baby
Sophie Abigail.

They've been battling
through a very tough pregnancy
and
little Sophie's heart wasn't
strong enough to keep fighting. 

{cue my intense anger}
 
I've been praying
and praying
and praying
that the Lord would perform a miracle.
That Sophie would be born and that
her heart and lungs would be strong.
That she would live a long
and beautiful life
with her Mommy and Daddy.

{That's what would be best!}
{Isn't it?!}

~Proverb 19:21~
 "Many are the plans in a person’s heart, 
   but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails."

At first I struggled with this. 
What if my plans are good?
My plans don't hurt anyone.
Why can't my plans prevail?!

Then I think about all the plans
I've made that maybe weren't so
selfless and well thought out.
And in those moments how
{GLAD} 
I was that the Lord was sovereign
over my not so good plans. 

I guess I should be
just as willing to surrender
these
GOOD
plans to Him. 

~Jeremiah 29:11~
{I know I've shared this before...}
{It's just that good!}
"For I know the plans I have for you.
Plans to prosper you and NOT to harm you.
Plans for a hope and a future."

But this doesn't feel good!
I'm not prospering, 
Sophie's mommy and daddy aren't prospering...

Heartache and Deep Sorrow
don't even scratch the surface
of the feelings...

But our Lord is the Great Healer.
He is the Great Comforter.
He is the only One who truly knows our hearts.
He is faithful.

Nate, Steph, 
I pray that you would cling to the Lord. 
That He would pour out His peace on you both. 
That you would find comfort in His Word.
This is a journey that no one ever dreams of facing
and you've been thrust into it full force.
Seek His truths in it all and
allow yourselves to be weak.
Because in our weakness He is our strength.

I hope that our girls are enjoying the Lord together. 
Dancing
and
Living
full of joy. 


Saturday, April 7, 2012

Empty


I've written and
re-written this post
a million times
in my head.

And nothing is right. 

Nothing is enough.

Nothing makes me feel better. 
So I'm just going to go for it and see what comes out.
Here goes nothin'!

This is a day I've anticipated since 
July 27, 2011.
Since the moment I first learned
that there was a little life growing in my body
that would join us on
 April 8, 2012.

{Our Little Easter Bunny}

I've dreamed
night after night about this day. 

I've dreaded this day since
February 26, 2012.
Since the moment I first learned 
that the little life growing inside my body
{No. Longer. Had. Life.}

I've had nightmares
night after night about this day.
 
I've reached my due date.
The day that my daughter was
{supposed}
to come into our world
and give us joy 
and
fill us with even more love. 

Instead
all I'm full of is 
{EMPTINESS}

My womb
that should still be 
{full}
is instead
{EMPTY}

My arms
that should be 
{full}
are instead
{EMPTY}

The little Easter dress I bought
anticipating she'd be early
that should be 
{full}
is instead
{EMPTY}

THIS CAN'T BE REAL!
I hate that
~THIS~
this horrible nightmare
is my
{reality}

I hate that 
{DEATH}
has crushed my dreams
of being a mommy of two.

I'm hurt.
I'm angry.
I'm broken.
I'm sad.
and
I feel so very
{EMPTY}

April 8th, 2012
{Easter Sunday}

A day that has two very different
but
very important meanings to me.

The day the world celebrates
{LIFE}
I'm struggling and mourning
{death}
The day the Christian world celebrates
the resurrection of our Savior
I'm thinking about the celebration that
I don't get to have with my sweet Daphne. 

I've found myself drowning in
negative thoughts
and
grumpiness over this past week.
Everywhere I go I see
!!!!babies, babies, babies!!!!
Every stinkin' thing I see 
somehow manages to remind
me of what I've lost. 

And now
Easter is here
and my Daphne is not. 


I feel like there's no hope.
I feel like it will never be "better".
I feel like her death consumes me.

{I.FEEL.EMPTY}

But on this Easter Sunday
I know there IS hope.
I know it WILL get better.
I know Death does NOT consume me.

{why?}

Because while
my tummy is 
{empty}
&
my arms are
{empty}

{THE.TOMB.IS.EMPTY}
!!!!!!!!!

This isn't just an
ideological
"Christian" belief...

It's historical people!
Check the books!

That hole that Jesus' body was placed in after his
{DEATH}
is 
{EMPTY}

Why? How? 

Because 
He. Is. Risen.
He is alive. 
He has new life. 

And because of that truth
my heart has
{peace} 
My heart has
{joy}
My Mommy Heart has
{COMFORT}
knowing that my sweet Daphne 
is enjoying life. 
The most amazing life any of us could dream of.
Eternal life with the God of the Universe!

She's celebrating our Lord this
{Resurrection Day}
She's singing
"Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord Almighty!"
She's dancing
[with her PERFECT toes]
in praise of our God. 

My God is Alive.
and 
My Sweet, Beautiful Daphne
Is. Alive. 

She may not be here 
where I want her, 
She may not be wiggling and gurgling
and making sweet newborn cooey sounds
that I want to enjoy, 
But she's bringing a smile to the face of God.
She's with the people I love that the Lord has taken.
She's filled with joy and love and smiles.
She's filled with 
{LIFE}

What more could a mommy ask for?

I love you sweet Daphne. 
I miss you more than I'll ever be able to express.
I long for the moment I get to hold you again. 
Dance to your little heart's content.

Happy Easter Friends.
Celebrate our Savior.
Celebrate New Life. 

Thursday, April 5, 2012

It's Okay To Be Mad. It's Okay To Ask "Why?"



I've been thinking about
writing for days.
But every time I sit
and think
I get {MAD}!

Everywhere I look I see lives
{Falling Apart}

People I love
{hurting}

Parents
{mourning}

Marriages
{failing}

Families
{broken}

Individuals making
{STUPID}
decisions without any consideration
for the hearts and well being of 
the people reaping the
{awful}
consequences of those actions.

{WHAT THE HECK?!}

It's times like these when I find myself
{ANGRY}

I find myself asking
"Why is this happening, Lord?!"
"What are we supposed to learn from this terror?!"
"How is this glorifying Your name?!"
"How is this for our good?!"

1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? 
   Why are you so far from saving me, 
   so far from my cries of anguish? 
2 My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, 
   by night, but I find no rest.[b]

 3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; 
   you are the one Israel praises.[c] 
4 In you our ancestors put their trust; 
   they trusted and you delivered them. 
5 To you they cried out and were saved; 
in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
~Psalm 22:1-5

Those first 2 verses speak exactly what I'm feeling.
"Why aren't you fixing it? Do something!"

{YET}
as the Psalmist says,

He is Holy.
He has
{ALWAYS}
delivered His children
when they've
{TRUSTED}
Him.

Gee... there's that {trust} thing again...
who'da thought?

I'm not saying bad things happen because 
we don't trust the Lord. 
{please don't get me wrong}

What I'm saying
{or trying to at least}
is that in our
trials
hurt
mourning
failure
brokenness
God is still God.
He's the same God that we praise when everything in life is 
{Peachy Keen}
He's the same God that blesses our lives with sweet moments of
{Peace and Solace}
so then
He must be the God we {TRUST} when the 
Earth is quaking
and our very existence is being shattered.
He must be the God we allow to
{MOVE}
our hearts
when we are numb to all things.
He 
{MUST}
be the 
{CENTER}
of our lives.

***
(see footnote at the bottom)

Otherwise, we put our trust and our hope
in things that are fleeting.
In things that will not satisfy.
Things that may have a sweet taste in the temporal
but in the end
disappointment and defeat
always leave a bitter hunger.

I struggle to hold onto the Hope that we are given.
I struggle to trust that the Lord will make all things new.
But I know that He is good.
He has never failed to
{mend}
broken hearts
{comfort}
the mourning
or
{heal and strengthen}
 the weak.
He.Never.Fails

I'm going to pray
{and, yes, I'm going to write it down}
please pray with me.
{I cannot force you.}
{If you chose not to, feel free to skip to the bottom}

God, 
You are Holy.
You are gracious and faithful.
We are unworthy, yet you bless us.
We are selfish, yet you give.
We are weak and cannot fight these battles on our own.
Praise you that, because of your sacrifice,
we do not have to.
The battle is yours.
The battle is won
and
Death cannot defeat us.
Our cry is one of deep pain and sadness.
God, for those in pain, I ask that you heal them.
For marriages that are failing,
I ask that you mend and rebuild them,
so that they might glorify you.
For parents that mourn their children,
I ask that you be our comfort.
For those we love that have run from you,
I beg that you meet them in their darkest moments
and rescue them.
You have promised that in you 
we are all new creations. 
Thank you for making us new.
Lord, use us to glorify Your name.
Use our lives as vessels and examples of your 
enduring love and faithfulness.
Be glorified.
In the holy name of Jesus, we pray these things.
-Amen 

As we spend our days in struggles
and fighting for things that
mean so much to us, 
let's remember that there is a Greater story
being written and good will come out of it. 

I want to know how I can be praying for you!
{even if you don't believe in prayer}
Please, tell me how I can be praying.
Email me, Facebook me, Comment(if you're comfortable)
We can't do things on our own.
We need one another.
And we need to trust that God knows His plans.
That all these things in life, no matter how difficult, truly are
For His Glory and Our Good.



***[I challenge you to read the book of Job. It's a little bit long, but worth the read. If you don't own a Bible and you want one, please tell me. I'll get you one!]
Tuesday, April 3, 2012

An Exciting Change




Over the last month
I've been trying to decide what exactly
 I want this blog to be.

I've come to the decision that
I really do want to use this as a tool
to share our story
to share our life
to be available for families
that are experiencing similar
things their lives.
I want this to be used for His Glory and Our Good.

I'm excited.
I'm nervous.
but 
I'm Doing It.

A new friend and old acquaintance
at


designed the fancy new look.
She's wonderful. 
Please check her out!!
Please look around and enjoy.


P.S.
A new post is in the works.
But as always... I'm a thinker 
{perfectionist if you will}
and so I'm taking my time 
So keep your eyes peeled. 

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