Last year, I wrote this post about my surgeries.
About Gods unfailing love and compassion. That His plans are the absolute best ones. at all times.
I wrote that in the morning on the 5th of March, 2012.
The next day I miscarried our first child. And I didn’t get out of bed. couldn’t.
I know it seems like a major over share to let all of this out right here.
But as I sit next to two months and ten pounds of perfect, i feel for those currently dealing with that kind of loss. or the pain of infertility.
Sometimes on blogs it seems like everything is easy peasy – pregnancy, childbirth, marriage, life…
and sometimes it is easy. but a lot of times, it’s hard work.
sometimes though, suffering can sweeten the deal, make you appreciate things you took for granted, or prepare you for something great.
I don’t believe the internet is a place to expose every detail of your personal life.
But I wanted to share one of mine today.
It’s healing for me if I can help someone else through that kind of pain.
and though I’ll always still miss that baby we lost, I do truly believe in Gods goodness.
especially when i look in Tucks eyes.
and that His plan for my life is a thousand times more sweet than anything i had cooked up.