“We already had four girls and this was our last try for a boy, so this was going to be emotional either way.”
NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.
“When you hear the word cancer, all you think about is your family and everything you never did. Once the shock wears off, you put on your big girl pants and fight like hell.”
“I text him: ‘I’m not doing well. Come home now.’ He will because I have a fractured back! He calls. I’m still crying happy tears, but they sound sad when I say: ‘I need you home.’ Not lying. Those are true statements. He is coming straight home. Success! Praise the Lord for this fractured back. I couldn’t believe that a baby survived my fall, the pain killers, the almost X-ray fiasco, and yet it had.”
“Right around the time as the miscarriage, we also found out Ben would be deploying for 9 months to Afghanistan. Knowing he would be gone a lot for training between April and when he left in September, we didn’t think it was likely I would get pregnant again before he left, and figured we’d have to wait another year to even start trying for a baby again. Three days before, I decided to test again. To my surprise, it was positive! I was pregnant!”
Photographer pulls off stunning photo shoot with fake flowers in the aisles of the chain store.
“We had one day with the thought of infertility being a distant memory and not a devastating reality.”
“How am I going to spend that day?”
“We laughed so hard. I had a hard time capturing images because I had tears streaming down my face.”
“This tradition has created more anticipation and excitement than I thought possible.”