My Miscarriage Part 2

 If you missed Part 1 of my miscarriage story, you can find it here: My Miscarriage Part 1. Before I share Part 2, here is a great reminder for today:

I know the plans I have for you says the LORD

After the appointment at my midwife, confirming we did have a miscarriage, we thought the physical pain would start to go away and we could just work on the emotional and mental pain.  A week went by and I was still having mild cramping and light bleeding. Nathan couldn’t stay away from work the whole time, and I was feeling a little better, so he went back to work. Not wanting to be alone, I went to stay at my parents during the day. About a week after my first ER visit, I remember my dad picking me up this one morning because my cramping started to get worse and worse.

I laid down at my parents house and I couldn’t fight these cramps. I remember walking around helped the pain but about every couple minutes it would be terrible cramping. I assumed these were contraction type pains. I didn’t think I could make it all the way to my midwife so I decided to have my dad drive me to the local hospital. I was bent over in pain and begged to be sent right back to a room.

Thankfully, there was no wait. They wheeled me back and I could tell this was already a much better visit than the first one. Nathan arrived at the hospital and I knew he was worried. That second ER visit was the worst pain I have ever felt. They told me it was labor pains. A couple rounds of morphine didn’t even solve the pain, it mainly just calmed me down. After more tests and ultrasounds, they didn’t find anything different and said it was probably just the miscarriage.

Nathan and I were lost and confused. I got sent home a couple hours later and was told to just lay down and let it pass. I didn’t know what that meant but I was worried it would never end.

Later that night something passed that I knew had to be the fetus. Physically, I felt immediately better and had a huge sigh of relief. It was finally time to just focus on our relationship and emotional pain.

In the second hospital bed, I kept praying that the pain I had would just go away. I knew I worried Nathan and my parents. I kept saying how unfair it was to be going through such horrible pain and not able to take a baby home. I had a lot of support from Nathan and my parents that day.

As you can tell from my story, I didn’t have a D&C procedure. I am thankful for that because it gave my body a chance to heal on its own. It was a longer miscarriage and painful but I had the strength to overcome it because of Jesus and my family.

If you have had a miscarriage or currently enduring one, please share your story with me and we can chat. Just email me at You are not alone. Jesus is holding you and going to get you through this. Remember he has a plan for you and it is not one to harm you.

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I Like Where You’re Going

Today I have the privilege of introducing you to our friends Aaron and Izzy Becerra and share how they are demonstrating love for others. They came to visit last night from California. We don’t see them often but whenever we get to see each other, we pick up right where we left off before. They have such giving hearts and I am so inspired by the love they are sharing in China next month.

How we met Aaron and Izzy

My husband met Aaron at his job a few years ago. Aaron was engaged to Izzy at the time and we got to know them. We had late game nights, dinners, and an amusement park visit. We loved our friendship and missed them very much when they moved to California after their wedding. Whenever they come to Kentucky for visits we still get together and have those fun game nights, but now with their beautiful daughter, Rosy.



How Aaron and Izzy met

In 2011 Aaron and Izzy were on a mission trip in China and became great friends.  When they were back in the United States they fell in love. He was from California and she was from Kentucky. Aaron moved to Kentucky until they got married, they started a home in LA as Mr. and Mrs. Becerra. Later on they had sweet Rosy.


Deciding to go Back to China

After having Rosy, they finally had the time to go back and visit their friends they made on their mission trip.  While they are there they felt led to teach English at Childfirst Kindergarten in Chongqing, China.

Love as an Action

This week I have been reading the book Love Does, by Bob Goff. First of all, I highly recommend this book for everyone. I feel like this is incredible timing that I’ve been reading this book and their visit being last night. In Love Does, Bob shares hilarious and meaningful stories of his life that depict what love is. Love takes action. Love does not stop at feelings and thoughts. They are giving up the comfort of being in their home and near family to travel across the world to show love to others.

Jesus has been opening my eyes this week to find ways to demonstrate love.  I want people to see Jesus in me. I fail at this everyday. I see Jesus in Aaron and Izzy.

I am attaching a link to their Go Fund Me page where you can read more about their story.  If you feel God leading you to donate money to them, I know they would truly appreciate it and be blessed by it.

The Becerra’s gofundme Page

I Like Where You’re Going

As you go on this week think about where you are going. In the words of Bob Goff, figure out what fuels your joy, then do a lot of it.  God uses ordinary people to share his love. If you start loving people more, I think others will see Jesus pouring out of you. Have a blessed week and be praying for the Becerras as they travel to China next month. I like where they’re going and how they are sharing love.

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My Miscarriage Part 1

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Good Morning!! It’s been cold here in central KY!  I have been able to finally enjoy my winter coats and scarves. 🙂

Today I will be sharing the story of my miscarriage. I decided to write it in 2 parts because it was long and difficult week. I hope you all have had a great week so far! I want to say thank you for reading and following me on social media! Please subscribe to emails so you never have to miss a post. 🙂

My miscarriage started on May 27th. I had known I was pregnant for two weeks, at that time I was 7 weeks along.  I was hanging out with my parents that day and remember feeling cramps and I starting to have this light spotting. Feeling a little uneasy, I decided to go home to Nathan who was bringing dinner home. On that ride home I remember questioning the spotting, was that normal? As soon as I walked in the door I ran to the bathroom and noticed it was a little more than spotting. I called my mom and I remember hearing her comforting voice, yet I could tell she was concerned (she’s had a miscarriage).

I laid on the floor in tears as Nathan walked in the house. He sat our dinner down by the front door and we left for the ER. Neither of us knew what was happening or what to feel. We barely had to time to celebrate being pregnant. As we walked into the waiting room, we found the only two chairs left. We were told the wait was 4-5 hours. In the meantime I experienced the worst pains of my life and had a lot of bleeding.

My parents and Aunt Marlene came to the ER for support and I remember my mom telling me what was probably happening. My mom with a broken arm, was comforting me and getting me water. My dad drove to the nearest drug store for pain medicine and feminine products. What was wrong with this hospital? It was 4 or 5 hours later and we finally heard my name called.

More waiting, then tests, more waiting, then exams, more waiting. We finally got to have our first ultrasound. As they were rubbing my belly, I remember the doctor’s asking each other if they would be able to hear a heart beat at this point. Nathan and I looked at each other with concerned looks. Where were we? Anyways, after more rubbing, they claimed I was still pregnant.

With total confusion, we were sent home shortly after that ultrasound. I left the hospital in the worst pain I have ever had. I remember screaming in the car on the way home, kicking the front of the dashboard, making myself sick. How could I still be pregnant and in this much pain? At this point of the night we could not even get a prescription filled.

The next day I was scheduled to see my midwife. This was a different type of waiting room. It was full of happiness and pregnant women. And then there was me and Nathan. After blood work and more ultrasounds, it was a confirmed miscarriage.

From the start of the miscarriage, I knew what was happening but I was holding on to a little hope. It honestly didn’t even feel completely over after the confirmation. Technically I did have a miscarriage, but it wasn’t over.

Even through all of this I knew God was still by my side. Yes, I was frightened, worried, sad, etc. but I knew I wasn’t alone. We are never alone. If you are going through something like this, pray right now for comfort and healing. Jesus is by your side and will never let you go. Feel free to email me and I will listen to your story. I will also put you on my prayer list.

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This weekend I will post My Miscarriage Part 2. Thank you for letting me share the first part and for all of your support.


7 Lessons I Learned from my Miscarriage

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Good Morning! As I sip my morning coffee this morning and type this post, I pray that it would make a difference in someone’s life.  Not only for someone who has had a miscarriage, but if you know someone who has.  We will soon be approaching what would have been our due date.  The thing is, I can’t even remember the exact date, I just know it was in early/mid January.  I think I blocked it out very quickly,  not because I want to forget, but because I want to focus on what I have learned from this experience and how God is changing my life.

7 Things I Learned from my Miscarriage:

  1. Always have faith and remember you can get through anything with Jesus by your side. My husband was the one to constantly remind me of this.  In emergency rooms, at night when I was sick, when I was away from him in pain, etc, he was always reminding me that we will make it through this. Our miscarriage was just as hard on him as it was on me but he showed this strength that blew me away.
  2. Lean on your spouse for help. Don’t always grieve alone. Talk to you spouse. Nathan and I talked a lot while we were going through this. We cried, questioned everything, and talked! I also leaned on him for help. I couldn’t do laundry, clean, cook, etc. If you know me, I prefer to do the laundry and put the towels a certain way on the shelf (haha). I let him do those things and didn’t give him any directions. And you know what? He did a wonderful job and I was at ease knowing the laundry wasn’t pouring over.
  3. My parents love me even more than I thought they did. During my miscarriage, my mom had a broken bone in her arm (broken in two).  It was a horrible time for her. My dad was also going through a rough time at work.  As soon as we went to our first emergency room visit, my parents were right behind us, bringing my Aunt Marlene with them. They waited until we left 5+ hours later. My parents brought us a meal everyday, even when my mom only had one arm she could use. As a team, I remember they made me my favorite, Chicken Pot Pie. She gave my dad detailed directions on how to make it. Her chicken pot pie has homemade pie crust, so it’s not easy to make with one arm, but my dad did a wonderful job. They took care of me when Nathan had to go back to work.  I could go on but I’m already crying. 😉 I love my parents. I have been blessed with some special parents.
  4. It’s okay to receive help and ask for it. During this time my sister Sarah reminded of a Bible verse. “Now that we know what we have: JESUS, let’s walk right up to Him and get what he is so ready to give. Take the mercy, accept the help!” Hebrews 4:14-16. This is a challenge for me but I let all my guards down and accepted help from others. My sweet, sister-in-law, Crystal, wanted to come to our first ER visit and bring me some things I needed and get our house keys to let our dogs out. She drove out of her way late at night to help me. That meant so much to me and I hope she knows that. If it’s a phone call for advice or asking to help out somehow, accept the help. It’s a blessing from God.
  5. Not everyone knows how to react or what to say. If you tell someone what has happened and you hear answers like “at least you weren’t farther along”, “you can try again”, etc, don’t let it anger or sadden you. I think I heard every possible response, and it did upset me some, but my mom and Nathan constantly reminded me that not everyone knows what it is like or how to respond. People care and they just may not know how to react.
  6. Not everything can be answered. This was the hardest lesson for myself. I wondered how this could happen to me. Did I cause it? Is it normal? Was it something I ate? I could go on but I’ve let those questions go and I’ve given it to God. He knows and he has a plan for me.
  7. I am not the only one that has had a miscarriage. This came to a huge surprise to me. So many people go through this and they don’t talk about it. My mom had a miscarriage in between me and my sister, so she was a huge help to me. During my first ER visit, my mom knew what was happening before I did. I am so happy she was there because Nathan and I were lost. We never would have imagined this would happen to us. Like my mom, I want to help someone going through this. If this is you right now, I am so sorry it is happening to you. It is such a sad time but everything will be okay. Email me if you want to talk,

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