I remember the day we had THE conversation. It was in a public Starbucks, at a small, intimate table for two. We were living with his mom and step-dad (and grandparents and little brother, Jett) at the time. I think it was me who brought up trying. We had just gotten married on April 14, 2024, This was maybe a month after, and we both had previously established our values by aligning our faith and reflecting that in our lives. Being married, then having children. The conversation wasn’t a hard one; it was just a matter of time as to when we wanted to start trying. Little did we know that two more years would pass, and we would still be trying.

In that moment, everything felt so free. The words flowed right out of our hearts and out into reality. We were ready! (At least we thought) We were ignited with excitement that we were standing firm in agreement to start a family. One of the things Mason included in his proposal speech to me was ‘We have faith, and hope, now we need just a little bit of love’ (My middle name is Faith, our last name is Hope). People would tell us ‘You should name your child Love” as a joke. We had no idea of the journey God was about to have us embark on. We were NOT prepared, and I don’t think we needed to be. Nobody is prepared for the shock and everything that infertility brings. If you are in a similar season, I am sure you recall the day that the decision was made. The day for me has been sketched in my heart. God has it on his heart, too. He is carrying you in His mighty hand along the way. There’s a song called ‘Always On Time” by Pat Barrett. The lyrics read: “Never been a day, never been a minute, never been a moment that you weren’t in it. Never has been a time that you didn’t see me through.” I encourage you to give this song a listen. It’s been one of my many anthems through this journey!! It gives me life and goosebumps that I am living in a season he is walking me through. I am not alone. We have HIM.