This is a special, special picture.
It may look ordinary to you.
It's "just" a quick photo my cousin Miranda snapped at a family dinner.
But, for me and Chris it brings a myriad of emotions.
This picture is framed on our nightstand.
We look at it frequently. And we talk about it often.
We look at it frequently. And we talk about it often.
This was taken on Saturday afternoon, September 22nd.
Two days earlier on Thursday, I had taken a pregnancy test with negative results
That morning, I had retested at 6:00 AM before Chris went to work.
Didn't see two lines, threw test in the garbage, and we cried together holding each other.
Chris went to work. I met two friends for a meeting over breakfast.
After breakfast, I received a text that close friends had a baby "land in their lap" for a foster option.
I lost it. I called Chris. He broke down. We cried again together over the phone.
I went into the office. Worked through tears.
And that afternoon, we pushed on, smiling to attend Chris' grandmother's 80th birthday party.
And that's were this picture was taken.
What a tough day it was for us ... extended family and friends all around.
Fear of the question, "When are y'all going to have kids?"
Seeing mamas and babies; grandparents with grandchildren.
Yet, we managed to smile even though our hearts were crushed and breaking.
BUT, this is actually the first picture of the "3 of us."
You see, baby girl was there all along.
Obviously, I tested too early on Thursday.
And on Monday when I saw two lines on another test ... I dug through the garbage and found the one from Saturday actually did have two lines - one was just very, very faint.
Sure all those tears and heartaches of that Saturday were for nothing,
but it definitely makes for a story all in one a picture.
And there was a reason to smile that day - we just didn't know it yet.
My prayer for all walking through infertility ... I hope you have a special picture for yourself. ... and soon!
What a great reminder of God's faithfulness in each step of the journey.
Didn't see two lines, threw test in the garbage, and we cried together holding each other.
Chris went to work. I met two friends for a meeting over breakfast.
After breakfast, I received a text that close friends had a baby "land in their lap" for a foster option.
I lost it. I called Chris. He broke down. We cried again together over the phone.
I went into the office. Worked through tears.
And that afternoon, we pushed on, smiling to attend Chris' grandmother's 80th birthday party.
And that's were this picture was taken.
What a tough day it was for us ... extended family and friends all around.
Fear of the question, "When are y'all going to have kids?"
Seeing mamas and babies; grandparents with grandchildren.
Yet, we managed to smile even though our hearts were crushed and breaking.
BUT, this is actually the first picture of the "3 of us."
You see, baby girl was there all along.
Obviously, I tested too early on Thursday.
And on Monday when I saw two lines on another test ... I dug through the garbage and found the one from Saturday actually did have two lines - one was just very, very faint.
Sure all those tears and heartaches of that Saturday were for nothing,
but it definitely makes for a story all in one a picture.
And there was a reason to smile that day - we just didn't know it yet.
My prayer for all walking through infertility ... I hope you have a special picture for yourself. ... and soon!
What a great reminder of God's faithfulness in each step of the journey.






























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