Infertility and the Loss of a Pet

Infertility and the Loss of a Pet

It happened. I lost my pup and four-legged companion of over a decade. It was a sudden event and there was wailing. I didn’t expect it. I had all of about 3 minutes to say goodbye, most of which was spent moving through the initial shock… I went nuts. Crazy even. No time to prepare emotionally.

My Jack was completely healthy and of course, in my attempts to live life a little more carefree, had my guard down about losing him. He died in an accident on the farm.  Read more

Endurance Brought on by HOPE

Endurance Brought on by HOPE

I’ve often wondered why I try so hard. I mean, this general wondering can be applied to just about everything in life – work, marriage, child rearing. Anything. But, for me it’s mostly that relentless need to keep the pursuit of a growing family. I believe this is where Proverbs 30:15-16 comes into play.

I’ve failed at many things in my lifetime most of which I simply stand back up, brush myself off, and walk on in another direction. So, what is it that keeps me going in this relentless battle to have my babies?

In this journey, I’ve always felt like if I could just try IVF that’ll be all I need. If I can just do that, if it fails, I will finally have closure and can move on. Last year, we did IVF, had our first frozen embryo transfer, were pregnant with twins, and subsequently miscarried both. If you’ve been following our journey, you know that we’ve been spending these last several months healing. #miscarriageisnojoke Read more

Waiting: The Dreaded “W” Word & an Update

Waiting: The Dreaded “W” Word & an Update

So many exciting things have been going down at the Davis Place. There’s just too many testimonies to fit into one blog post. But, slowly and surely, I will share them through this blog and my Instagram/FaceBook feeds. Some are small wins and others are major happenings that rocked my God-filled heart.

Waiting. Honestly, for me, waiting is much more grueling than the diagnosis (or lack there of), the treatments, the hormones, the nonexistence of understanding from loved ones, and the bitterness that will sometimes infiltrate my heart just because I’m even having to go through this. None of it pales to the waiting.

Waiting. That’s a big part of any storm. Read more