Infertility sucks.

That’s the long and the short of it.

But I am so very thankful for my journey through it because it has made me a better person. I don’t do very well at relating to other people’s pain or emotions but if someone comes to me and shares they are going through infertility you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be praying for you. I have never prayed harder or through more tears than I have praying for myself to be healed of this awful disease. That is until I had a close friend struggling to conceive. For months I would pray through the sobs for God to give them a child. Begging God not to put them through what I went through. Every time my kids would laugh or smile or do something that made me thankful they were in my life I would pray for her. Constantly she was on my mind and I’m my prayers. And when she told me she was pregnant I cried for her then too. I was beyond happy, and for the first time since I started down this road of infertility I was not even a little sad for myself. I was just happy for them.

My infertility journey is now over. I will never give birth to a child. I will never know what it feels like to have someone growing under my heart. But I have two beautiful children who have consumed my heart since the day I met them and they make my life better. I have thought about this post for a couple months now but the thing that has encouraged me to write this today is that I was sitting here crying and praying for a family I barely know. Crying hard. Praying harder. All because she is also going through infertility. And infertility sucks. I hate that she has to know my pain. I never ever want anyone to be able to relate.

This is a repost from my blog. It can be found here. https://www.instagram.com/p/CSYK0c1pIlF/