Count the moments when you ONLY felt pure joy. They are few and far between. Count the days when grief was so overwhelming that there wasn't even a moment of a rainbow. Also, praise God, those days do not occur often. Yet, I've experience both. You too have undoubtedly walked through the rainbow and the... Continue Reading →
A perfect, turned-up nose {And other 22 weeks updates}
Lights turned off, Netflix droning on in the background, and David's hand on my belly…Abby kicked and he felt it. The moment I've been waiting for. At 21 weeks, 3 days. Proving my midwife wrong, who informed us literally moments before we told her how strong Abby was kicking that David wouldn't feel her until... Continue Reading →
Let the Nesting Begin {And other 21 week updates}
To be perfectly honest, I've been fighting sickness this entire week. Sunday my throat was sore and sinus pressure was building in my head. I had to tell my kids that "Mrs. Hasz was sick" on Monday, so that I had an excuse to sit more while teaching. Somehow I struggled through Tuesday and Wednesday.... Continue Reading →
Seeing with New Eyes {Advent’s Secret}
Advent is a season of secrets. For some of us, these secrets remain forever hidden. Sure, we wake up Christmas morning to dig through stockings and open presents. We eat cinnamon rolls and all manner of Christmas goodies. But, for some of us, the real gifts are never revealed. Gifts hidden for us since the... Continue Reading →
20 Weeks {Half-Way There}
For over three years I doubted whether or not I would ever carry a baby. Sure, I clung desperately to God's promises and to moments of faith. I put down deep roots into dreams that I believed were from Heaven. Still, I doubted. I cried. I experienced incredibly painful infertility treatments and miscarriages. Now, I'm... Continue Reading →
19 Weeks {And a few too many desserts}
Thanksgiving holiday often meant a beach vacation for my family to the Gulf shoreline, running on the beach, take-out for dinner, and a general sense of calm. My daddy would fry up some oysters and Gulf shrimp. My mom would allow sugary cereals and cinnamon rolls normally frowned upon. My sisters and I would sleep-in... Continue Reading →
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