The Tall and Short of US

Never, in a million years, did I ever expect to share something so personal on such a public platform. Miscarriage, while so heartbreaking, is very much uncomfortable. It's a natural, human reaction to freeze and lose words. You don't know how to respond. Do you hug them? Stay away? Do you say something? Tell a story? Comfort them? Stay silent? Everyone responds differently. When I've heard of friends losing their babies, I was saddened. Whether it was an acquaintance or a best friend, I felt it. Even though I had never experienced a loss until recently, I felt the heartache. It's a terrible feeling that you'd never wish upon anyone. As we've shared our story, I have realized just how common losses are. More than I ever imagined. We still have friends and families pouring out their love for us through phone calls, texts, and messages. Friends I haven't seen in 10 years have opened up to me and shared their story. Acquaintances have even opened up t...

This morning I shared this message with our friends and family: "I nfertility is real. Miscarriage is real. I can't wait for the day when my sweet little boy can hold hands with a sibling and love them just as much as we do. Heavenly Father had other plans for this baby and for us. I can now wrap my arms around every woman that has been through this and understand, even if just a little. We dreamed of a baby that would have been. Life is beautiful and we have so much love and support in a tough time. Sad things happen, but the sweet things will just be even sweeter now." Thomas and I have struggled with infertility for almost four years, as many of you already know. While pregnant with Lincoln, I wrote  this post: Growing a Human: The Happiness and Hurt . It was the first time I ever really opened up about our struggle with infertility. And now I want to open up about our struggles with losing a pregnancy. Writing helps me heal and process. There's always...