For this child I have prayed.
1 Samuel 1:27 🌈

I visited Our Lady of La Leche with my aunt in December, in beautiful St. Augustine. I sat and prayed for a while, and one thing that had been heavy on my heart was opening it again to the idea of having a baby.

Pregnancy loss is different for everyone. Some want to replace what was lost right away. For me, I closed myself off to it—and as time went on, I closed my heart more and more. I didn’t want to risk going through that kind of physical or emotional aftermath again.

I spent a few years putting the pieces of a puzzle back together after somehow losing myself—first in the grief of losing a loved one, then through a pregnancy, and then through everything seemingly crumbling around me. But with time, healing, and the knowledge that I’d soon be where I’m happiest—surrounded by family—my heart began to change.

Still, it frightened me.

It became something just between me and God, with never any pressure from my husband. A lot of beautiful signs showed up along the way, and I must say… something truly shifted in me after that visit.

It came as quite the surprise when we shared the news that we were expecting—because no one knew we were ever going to try again! But God knows what our hearts truly desire, and timing is everything. My heart healed, opened fully once more, and we have been given the sweetest gift.

It was incredibly special to return in May—after moving back to where I was born—with a sweet baby in my belly. And this time, to bring Joshua with me to pray for our baby together. 🥹

My faith and the power of prayer have truly brought me so much peace and grace.

On to the next chapter…