Liquid Gold
The next twenty-four hours were some of the most difficult moments of my life—knowing that we were going to deliver a baby, but unable to bring her home in our arms.
The next twenty-four hours were some of the most difficult moments of my life—knowing that we were going to deliver a baby, but unable to bring her home in our arms.
I wish we would have known this from the beginning but maybe that was the story He wanted us to have.
We had assumed that self-sacrifice, generosity and trusting God, for us, meant saying yes to babies every 2-3 years.
During my NFP journey I have struggled to trust, but the grace and gift that has encouraged me most have been my friendships with others on this same road.
In all my online searching, reading, and trying to figure out my cycle, it took until after my third child was born and my cycles returned to discover the magical knowledge that changed my understanding of my own fertility.
Boy and girl did meet and fall in love and marry, but marriage is where dreams and plans of a wide-eyed optimist ended and real life began.
Our NFP journey isn’t the pretty, picture-perfect kind that typically inspires people to use NFP.
When I first started teaching NFP I was pretty terrified of any student asking me a question that I didn’t already have the answer to. I usually just passed those couples right on to the more senior teachers in our group and then tried to listen in and learn as well. But now that I’ve … Read more
Being a Catholic woman newly married (two years in July), I was always under the impression that our duty (and delight) was to start popping out those babies as soon as we say “I do.”