My Dreams Are Not My Own

As a little girl, I dreamed of becoming a mama when I was older. I've always had a passion for children, but after marriage, we quickly learned it was not going to be easy to make my dream of motherhood come to fruition. "As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are … Continue reading My Dreams Are Not My Own

This Time Last Year

On this day a year ago I saw this sweet face up close for the first time. Her little button nose and tiny lips. Her cheek bones are defiantly mine and she looks like her big brother C.G. As I laid there with cold gel on my tummy I was mesmerized at her tiny features. Her little arms … Continue reading This Time Last Year