Infertility Awareness Week
This week is #InfertilityAwarenessWeek
Our infertility story started in 2013 after our first miscarriage. After becoming pregnant super quickly and miscarrying, we struggled to conceive for almost 4 years - experiencing another miscarriage during that time. Those years were really hard and dark. I wanted to share because infertility can be a dark reality for 1 in 8 couples that often goes unseen.
I asked James what he’d want to share with others about infertility, he shared that he hopes people continue to talk about it and press in to loved ones who are walking through it. So with that, I’d like to share a few thoughts:
1. Please don’t ask people when they are going to have a baby. This is asked with pure intentions but you have no clue what challenges (mental health, financial strain, infertility or pregnancy loss) a couple may be going through that is “stalling” their having children. Similarly, be careful about offering advice on how to get pregnant, unless you’ve walked this road. “I have a friend who started working out more and she got pregnant!” Or “Well at least you know you can get pregnant” (after a miscarriage). Or my favorite: “JUST RELAX and don’t stress about it and then you’ll get pregnant!!!!”
2. If you know someone is struggling to get pregnant, acknowledge it more than you think you should. This doesn’t mean you have to be able to fix it or make the pain go away - it won’t. “The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”
3. This isn’t a tip, but a word of gratitude. I am so thankful that my church seeks to care for couples who are infertile or experiencing miscarriages. Every May our family discipleship pastor puts on an evening of worship, encouragement, and prayer for couples who have experienced a loss, and another evening for infertility. This is HUGE! Our teaching pastor is also very sensitive in sharing on Mother’s Day. And these are MEN who are making these efforts to love the women in our church! So, I thank the Lord for a church that isn’t silent about this struggle - especially when churches can put such an emphasis on family and children.
4. And to that point, while walking through infertility, I was not primarily defined as someone who was infertile. Just as NOW, after having a baby, I am not primarily defined as a mother. Because we are made in God’s image, we all have a worth that exceeds any earthly title or status. And we really need each other no matter our season of life - single, married w/o kids, married w/ kids, divorced, etc. I love that God’s family is made up of so many different stories!
I still struggle with our infertility. I don’t know if we’ll be able to have another child, and I still very much feel a sting when I see or hear pregnancy announcements. I have a long way to go in terms of accepting with joy the path that God has for us, even though we have our beautiful Samuel.
“The Lord does use pain for our growth, but at the end of the day, it still hurts. Being driven to the Comforter is part of the process.” Jasmine Holmes
I see now that he wants me to come with my tears and anger, not with a false positivity. He wants to use this to help me open up to others with really sensitive stuff, even when they will not know what to say. Just as they will share burdens with me that I do not understand at all. To love others when they don’t understand my hurt, or to rejoice when they experience the gift of a child more easily than we did, because all gifts are from God and his plans and wisdom are perfect. Mostly he wants us to know HIM through everything. He has shown me that I want MY way, but he’s shown me that he weeps with me, and he knows there will be real hurt in this life.
I love this song from Audrey Assad. These types of songs were such a lifeline to me on hard days.
“Mountains ahead of me and valleys behind
The road may be narrow, but your mercy is wide
Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone
The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength
I may be weak, but I will cling to the vine
I’m pressed but not crushed, for You are making new wine
Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed, but I will be healed in the fire
The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength
Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone
Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed but I will be healed in the fire
I have a river of life flowing out of me...”