Life After Loss

This morning at 6:00 AM marked the start of our IVF injections — a step that once felt so far away but came rushing in like a speeding train.

Learning how to mix and inject medication was one of my biggest worries. Honestly, I don’t feel qualified to administer medication — especially $5,000 worth 😳.

I woke up early to rewatch the instructional videos a couple more times, and then suddenly, there I was — a full-on pharmacist in my own kitchen. Before administering the first shot, Jared and I took a moment to pray. We prayed for hope, for gratitude, and for clear vision.

My sweet husband has been my absolute rock throughout this journey. I can’t imagine going through IVF without a supportive partner. Jared has adjusted his work schedule to take our daughter to school for early appointments, calmed my nerves, held my hand, prayed with me, and didn’t bat an eye when I bought a cute little case to keep my medical supplies organized — because he knows that few things calm me more than functional, adorable organization. Like Tasty’s Chef Rie says: “Make it fancy.”

This morning, as he prayed, Jared said, “God, you know the desires of our heart.” I could’ve cried right then and there. In seasons of grief, it’s been so easy to feel angry with God or blame Him — but that simple reminder landed exactly when I needed it.

The Bible says:
“Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.”
‭‭— Psalm 37:4 (NIV)

I know God isn’t a genie — He doesn’t promise to grant wishes. But I do believe that when our hearts are rooted in His goodness and grace, and we seek to live a life aligned with Him, our desires begin to reflect His plan for us. Even when the path feels uncertain, God opens doors.

For the next 10 days, I’ll be injecting Menopur in the mornings and Follistim in the evenings. I’ll be seeing my medical team every other day for ultrasounds and bloodwork, monitoring follicle growth and medication progress as we prepare for an egg retrieval the week of September 22nd.

Your prayers and support mean the world to us. Please continue to pray for a good response to the medications, for peace, for wisdom and guidance for our medical team, and for our family’s healthy growth.

And while you’re at it, please say a prayer for my sweet Jack. Missing him is the hardest part of every day.