Punch in the gut
Hi baby,
It's been so long since I've written to you. Partially because lately I just feel so disconnected and far away from you. Some months I feel like I will meet you in no time at all, and lately I feel like I can't even picture your sweet face anymore.
A lot has happened since my last post. The hardest thing that's happened was when the doctor punched me in the gut at my last appointment. She didn't actually punch me in the gut, but that's exactly what it felt like. I was expecting to go to my appointment and have a very simple problem with a very simple solution. This was not the case. The issue is bigger than I imagined and the solution is a lot more complicated than we were expecting. But then again, this entire thing has been bigger and more complicated than we expected. Basically, it is not impossible to get pregnant by any means, it is just going to be a lot more difficult than the doctor originally expected.
We got this news on the day before our big trip to Ireland. Needless to say, this was a perfectly timed trip. We had an amazing time, even though I did start my period while we were over there. Funny thing about our trip was that the food was horrible while we were there! We couldn't even find decent food at the grocery store. So for this month at least, our Hawaiian sweet roll tradition was broken. The sad thing is, even when the doctor told me this news, I was still holding on to some amount of hope that I wouldn't start my period in Ireland. That we would find out we were pregnant there, and that it would top off the most amazing trip of our lives.
My brain is scattered and I don't know what else to say other than today my sadness turned into anger. I have spent my morning going back and forth between being sad and just being flat out angry. I hate when I get like this. I hate when I can see sin taking over my heart in a new way. But I can say, today was the first time that I read back over some of my old messages to you, and it really did give me peace. Each month that goes by has been very painful, but it doesn't seem like that long ago that I started this blog. It seems like an eternity, but at the same time it does feel like we are getting closer and closer to answers and a positive pregnancy test.
I read something today from John Piper that I don't want to forget about next time I am having a moment:
"We can draw no deadlines for God. He hastens or He delays as He sees fit. And His timing is all-loving toward His children. Oh, that we might learn to be patient in the hour of darkness. I don't mean that we make peace with darkness. We fight for joy. But we fight as those who are saved by grace and held by Christ"
I love you baby, even when you feel further away than you ever have before!
-mommy
It's been so long since I've written to you. Partially because lately I just feel so disconnected and far away from you. Some months I feel like I will meet you in no time at all, and lately I feel like I can't even picture your sweet face anymore.
A lot has happened since my last post. The hardest thing that's happened was when the doctor punched me in the gut at my last appointment. She didn't actually punch me in the gut, but that's exactly what it felt like. I was expecting to go to my appointment and have a very simple problem with a very simple solution. This was not the case. The issue is bigger than I imagined and the solution is a lot more complicated than we were expecting. But then again, this entire thing has been bigger and more complicated than we expected. Basically, it is not impossible to get pregnant by any means, it is just going to be a lot more difficult than the doctor originally expected.
We got this news on the day before our big trip to Ireland. Needless to say, this was a perfectly timed trip. We had an amazing time, even though I did start my period while we were over there. Funny thing about our trip was that the food was horrible while we were there! We couldn't even find decent food at the grocery store. So for this month at least, our Hawaiian sweet roll tradition was broken. The sad thing is, even when the doctor told me this news, I was still holding on to some amount of hope that I wouldn't start my period in Ireland. That we would find out we were pregnant there, and that it would top off the most amazing trip of our lives.
My brain is scattered and I don't know what else to say other than today my sadness turned into anger. I have spent my morning going back and forth between being sad and just being flat out angry. I hate when I get like this. I hate when I can see sin taking over my heart in a new way. But I can say, today was the first time that I read back over some of my old messages to you, and it really did give me peace. Each month that goes by has been very painful, but it doesn't seem like that long ago that I started this blog. It seems like an eternity, but at the same time it does feel like we are getting closer and closer to answers and a positive pregnancy test.
I read something today from John Piper that I don't want to forget about next time I am having a moment:
"We can draw no deadlines for God. He hastens or He delays as He sees fit. And His timing is all-loving toward His children. Oh, that we might learn to be patient in the hour of darkness. I don't mean that we make peace with darkness. We fight for joy. But we fight as those who are saved by grace and held by Christ"
I love you baby, even when you feel further away than you ever have before!
-mommy
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