It is not fair. Cancer is never fair. If you are struggling with a devastating diagnosis, of yourself or a loved one, I know what it is like to cry your heart out to the Lord and feel that He is not answering or, even worse, His answer is “No, my precious one.” We cannot see with the eyes of God.
Have you ever had those weeks where it seems everything happens all at once? Have you received bad news? Are you overwhelmed? No matter what you are facing right now, whatever your struggles are, remember two things…
As anyone who has experienced severe sleep deprivation over days and weeks (or even months!) understands firsthand that it is not good for our bodies or our minds. Not only are we physically wiped out, but our minds start… doing unusual things. We may not be able to see or understand why the Lord allowed our situation; however, we should not give up faith or hope. Even during these hard times, the Lord promises to always be with us.
For those familiar with our breastfeeding journey, you already know that we experienced some challenges breastfeeding with our first son Peanut. Our second son, Pickle, is now two months old. I wish I could tell you that this time our breastfeeding journey was easier, but in some ways it was even harder. I am sharing the details of our personal struggles to let other women know that you are not alone, it is ok, and no matter what, you are an amazing mother.
It has been seven weeks since our second son, I am calling him Pickle here, arrived into this world. He was born Tuesday, February 6, 2018, at 8:43am. He was 6 lbs 10 oz and 18 inches long. For those interested, this is our birth story. During the two weeks leading up to his birth,
The birth of a baby is an exciting time. Whether it is the family’s first child or sixth, there is an air of anticipation and celebration when the little one arrives. In the weeks immediately after a child’s birth, there may be visits to see the new baby and gifts given to the parents. While
It has been a little over a week since we experienced a day full of conflicting emotions: exhilaration and joy followed by uncertainty and fear followed by relief and exhaustion. It was one of the happiest days of my life but also one of the scariest yet through it all, I felt the peace of the Lord with me.
Have you ever been frustrated, fed up, or overwhelmed with your work, whether it is paid or not, whether it is for a living or volunteering? During my weak moments when such thoughts do flitter through my mind, I am reminded of the apostle Paul’s words to the Colossians. “Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men…”
With all of the false contractions I have been experiencing this last week, this very well might be our last pregnancy update. How far along: 37 or 38 or 39 Weeks Sooooo… As I may have mentioned previously, we were originally given the due date of January 28th, which would make our little Pickle 39 weeks
Let’s face it. Some days are just plain hard. Sometimes unexpected difficulties arise that throw us completely for a loop. When you are having a hard day and find yourself struggling, do not get discouraged!