Nothing causes more trepidation than a condition for which prayer does not bring the required solution.

I was a bit surprised at the inclusion of this title section and it made me stop and think….

My lifelong dream of becoming a mother turned into a nightmare when I reluctantly accepted that I would lose my uterus to a hysterectomy…

We walk

on the margins. When we are young

Do you have any children?—
I hate this question!

These days, I have more questions than answers. The standard Christian answers aren’t working for me anymore.

When I went through infertility, losses and childlessness, I learned that what comforts one person can feel like a dagger to the heart of another.

Perhaps if they didn’t say, ‘It’s God plan,’ there would just be an uncomfortable silence.

If you want to make someone uncomfortable, tell them that you’re childless. Tell them you wanted a child quite badly but it “just didn’t happen” and watch them squirm.

I love an oxymoron: where two opposing ideas come together to form a word or phrase. Life itself is full of oxymorons. Life is Bittersweet.

“Rob, I brought my wife in today to speak to you”, a client of mine unexpectedly said as we finished our appointment. “She recently read your book and wanted to talk to you about it.”

The phrase which I hear the most in the spiritual world when I explain my childlessness (or anything else for that matter) is: Everything happens for a reason… and it is also the phrase which I despise the most.

When being God-fearing individuals made us aim to live a "clean life" of not engaging in pre-marital sex and both keeping our virginity for marriage.

As a woman of Christian faith and a woman who is infertile, like many others walking the long road of infertility, we walk the battlefield of stupid comments.

I struggle with knowing what God’s will is for me. How much of my childlessness is due to chance? Circumstance? Or was this His plan for me all along?