No guarantees

I read an article yesterday about infertility at Christmas time.  And I remember.

Last year at this time I often sat, or danced to Mary's song, with tears running down my face.  The pain was indescribable.  It hurt so bad. 

It's extra hard this time of year because, at least for me, we are focused on the Christ Child coming, while crying out, why not us God?  I remember the pain.

The hardest part of infertility is there are no guarantees...

As we walked our journey...every day, every month, every year...there were no guarantees.

We had so many people in our lives who believed for us.  And so often their hope and belief carried us.  But the fear was still there...because there were no guarantees.

I write this because as I hold my precious miracle baby girls I remember.  My heart breaks for everyone who still wonders and waits...in the throes of no guarantee.

So many times during our infertility journey I cried out to God, I begged him for our miracle.  And with a joyful heart I can proclaim, He chose us!

I know we have hope in Jesus.  I know he can and will overcome the no guarantee.  And I know that His promises are true.  He is there.  He was there.  He never left us.  He carried us...

And my heart cries this Christmas season for everyone who finds themselves in the midst of the pain of infertility...my tears are for you...my prayers are for you. 

Harper is crying to be held as I write this, Hannah is starting to fuss...two miracles who represent hope and the guarantee that Jesus lives and His promised plan is alive!

Miracles

Well, we did it!

We did it!

We made babies, grew babies, birthed babies and now we feed and snuggle them, change their diapers...

It is only by the grace of God and with joy filled hearts we can say...We did it.

I started this blog in the throes of infertility.  There were moments recorded here in our darkest hour.

Tears, tears, tears...

Of pain, of hopelessness, of joy...

We did it.

God created these miracles and we had a front row seat as His work unfolded.

From the amazing staff at Mayo Clinic in Minnesota to our amazing team of Montana miracle workers, we had the privilege of watching them all make decisions and guide us along the path to our babies!

We have pictures of our sweet girls the day they were transferred into me, day 5 embryos...we have pictures of our embryos frozen in Florida...we have a story that can only be described in one word...MIRACLE!

It's still hard to believe...He chose us...what an honor...what a miracle. 

2012...the year of IVF...the year of Hannah Grace & Harper Joy!

As we continue to walk this path and our journey continues to unfold my prayer is that our little miracle babies will impact lives as mommy and daddy continue to share their story...

In the hospital a lady said to me, "Hannah and Harper give me so much hope,"...she will be visiting our same team of miracle workers in Bozeman/Billings sometime soon.  I pray, with longing in my heart, for her and her family.

We are daily in awe as we look into the sweet faces of our little miracles..