I’m a wife and mother. My precious SG is 4 years old. She is our joy.
It took us years of trying before we became pregnant with SG.
We tried again for baby number 2 but it hasn’t happened.
We have an only child.
Not by choice.
But for now, it’s part of God’s plan.
I have to trust God and know that whatever happens- He’s got this.
I’ve found peace with our little family.
It’s not what we planned or hoped for. But God’s plan is always better than mine. Always.
So, lately, I’ve been thinking about where I fit in this world of fertility and infertility.
I AM a mother, so I don’t really fit in the world of hurt that I lived through for so many years- the childless couples. If you’re there now, my heart aches for you. Keep praying and trusting God for His perfect plan for you and your husband.
I have not been able to become pregnant again, so I don’t really fit into the “we’re having baby number 2, 3, 4 or 5” group. Neither are we are in the our family is complete and I’m completely content group.
I’m not jealous, truly I’m not. But there is a sense of being “left behind.”
If you have one child and long for another, I know you get the left behind statement. If you don’t understand it, then that’s okay, too.
I’ve learned with infertility and food allergies, there are depths of pain, worry and stress.
I have learned to lay my worries, stress, and pain down at the foot of the cross. There is where I find peace, contentment and bask in the gloriousness of trusting it’s going to be okay even when I feel like it’s not. Ya know?
So, where do I belong?
I belong in my precious little family of three. I find joy in covering my little 4 year old with kisses and holding her precious little hands. I find joy and lots of giggles in painting her perfect little toenails bright pink. I find love and acceptance in the strong, hardworking arms of my Huzz. I find wisdom and peace in reading the Holy Bible. I find friendships and support through my sweet girlfriends. I find love and acceptance through our supportive church.
Isn’t it all too easy to dwell on the ugly and hard stuff of life? I can all too easily fall into that trap. Life with food allergies, after all, well…it’s HARD.
I have to choose joy and contentment. I have to choose to thank God for the blessings I have- and I have many. So many.
I choose to cry out to God and know that “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3
I choose to “Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.” Psalm 116:7
I choose to say “You are my God, and I will give you thanks.” Psalm 118:28
I choose to remember “All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:16
I choose to “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” Proverbs 3:5
I choose to believe “In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” Proverbs 16:9
I choose to “Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” Romans 12:12
I belong right where I am, nestled under the loving and protective wing of my Almighty God, my precious Savior Jesus, with my Huzz & my SG. That’s where I belong.