The Waiting Room

Ugh, why are so many people here? I tried to shake off irritation and sleepiness as I signed in for my monthly appointment at the fertility clinic. I glanced at the clock as I took a seat in the waiting room. 7:55.

Lordy, it was early, especially after getting into town late last night after a 17-hour drive home from Georgia.

The room was more crowded than usual, which only fueled my dark mood. Two ladies were loudly catching up on their lives since junior high. I need at least two hours of quiet read more

How to Help Loved Ones Walking Through Infertility

Like any trial, infertility is cruel and confusing. There is pain, heartache, disappointment, inconvenience, and often a high price tag along the way.

If you have a family member or friend who is walking through infertility, it can be hard to know what to say or do, especially if you’ve never walked through it yourself.

Our Infertility Story

As someone who has been walking this infertility journey for three years, I’ve had people greatly encourage me, and I’ve also had people wound me. To help others read more

A Problem I Can’t Solve: Fertility Struggles from Kurtis’ View

It’s exciting to see more and more resources, blogs, and support for those walking through fertility struggles. But often, those words of encouragement are written BY the women FOR other women.

What about the guys?

The guys are also walking a tough road, just in a different way from the women. Today, Kurtis is sharing the first of his posts on our journey, giving insight into the unique burdens and struggles a husband faces in infertility.

Fertility from the husband's perspective

I pride myself on being a problem read more

Lean on Me

First of all, let me say that I am blown away by the kindness and support you all showed with my post last week. Wow. Every like, comment, text, and share was seen and appreciated. It made me even more thankful for the community God has placed us in.

Because I’m thankful for you, I don’t want you to feel like you need to walk on eggshells, or treat me any differently now that I’ve shared this part of our lives. I am still me. So if you’re someone who isn’t read more