As I drifted off to sleep this weekend, I spoke the words aloud. Spoke into the darkness of the light finding my soul. For most this would be only a minor revelation, but if you know of the worry that I’ve been gripped by then you also know that these words were more than idle mumblings of… Continue reading As I Lay Me Down to Sleep
Somethings are easy to see materialize. Take this FedEx mailer for example that showed up on my front door step today… Or this folder with pamphlets, release forms, and a nicely highlighted/organized spreadsheet of my upcoming injections, blood work, and ultrasounds that came packaged inside said overnight mailer… But there are other things that ARE… Continue reading Hard to Picture
In my personal blog this morning, reflections on the spiritual side of this journey poured out (see “Always. Forever. {All of the time}”). Still, I shrink from sharing everything with an audience so diverse. And, so, some of the details are reserved for this place, this safety net provided by anonymity and like-minded readers. The… Continue reading And the timeline continues
What a wonderful night of sleep…in the midst of my colorful fantasy land two tests came up “pregnant.” One even blinked the word at me in some ethereal code of congratulations. I was surrounded by family and friends to tell and surprise. It was beautiful. ~~~ Sitting on the bathroom floor, however, my miracle lasted… Continue reading While the emotions are still raw {Or when God says, “Not now”}
At least it seems it that way. From little to no response last week, my body has taken off this week. I have MANY follicles in both ovaries acting very excited about their current situation. Yikes! It hurts to laugh, stand, sit, or be alive right now. Apparently, my happy ovaries put me at risk… Continue reading I could be the newest octuplet mom
***Originally posted this evening on my personal blog http://acupofbliss.wordpress.com/2012/09/13/bits-of-this-and-a-lot-of-that/ ~~~ Words compete with thoughts that compete with dreams that compete with memories that compete with prayers. Bits and pieces of the past several weeks float to the surface, fighting to be discussed, analyzed, processed through, evaluated. Yet, despite the cacophony of events and emotions surging forward, I’ve… Continue reading Bits of this and a lot of that
Are we quitters? I think not. Are we discouraged? Perhaps. As I relish a few quiet minutes in my day before leaving at 6 a.m. for work and the 100 or so waiting 7th grade students, my mind takes slow inventory of where my heart is now. Not surprising, it is a place that it… Continue reading Still a sure thing
A moment of panic turns into a twisted knot, deep in the pit of my stomach. While hours ago I was calm and at peace, that’s been disturbed by my own worrying. I broke a cardinal rule: I began to “Google” symptoms (or the lack thereof) that I have been experiencing this week on Clomid.… Continue reading Breaking a cardinal rule
Are you familiar with the verse from Psalms that proclaims that “joy comes in the morning”? Yet, do you ever feel like you are living . . . existing . . . writhing . . . in an unending night? I hope not. I pray that you have been spared. However, I know what the journey through… Continue reading Joy comes in the morning
Nauseousness has set in. Not the overwhelming, stop-me-in-my-tracks-and-hurl kind, but the slightly pervasive unsettled feeling that quickly goes south at the slightest provocation. This morning, I poured myself a bowl of cereal, but then couldn’t eat it. I made toast instead. Something about those crispy nuggets in my bowl just looked unappetizing! Then, my husband… Continue reading Thought about retching. Hated to take it that far.
Tear Drops Falling 