Thursday, August 20, 2015


Yesterday we marked 14 weeks.

It's a huge milestone for me.

But I still am a bit apprehensive. I am still somewhat non-committal. 

Non-committal? What? "Bit too late to not commit Molly." 
You probably are saying this to yourself right now.

You see, this is my SCARY time.

I never made it past 16 weeks.

We lost Jack at 15 weeks and 6 days. 
We lost Grace at 14 weeks exactly.
We lost one at 10 weeks.
We lost a little boy at 8 weeks.
And we lost another one at 6 weeks.

This is my scary time.

My sweet sister-in-law, my angel, my hero gave me a gift on our transfer day.

She gave me a necklace with one word stamped on it.


That's been the hardest thing to do.

Believe that we made the right decision.
Believe that this is going to work.
Believe that I (we) are worthy of this blessing.
Believe that these two little spirits are the ones I will get to raise on this Earth.
Believe that Heavenly Father heard/hears my prayers.
Believe that THIS is finally it.

Thank goodness Ashley has more faith than anyone I know.
I am grateful for how deep her faith runs.
Her faith, her belief - in all of this - is what has carried me this far.

But I am starting to find my legs again.
I am finally starting to stand - on my own faith, my own belief...

I know Heavenly Father has a plan for us.
I know we have been guided to this point and that He will continue to guide us, ME...

I am choosing to BELIEVE.

1 comment:

RC Cola said...

Ok, I love Ashley! I am so glad she is making this happen for you guys!