This week happens to be Infertility Awareness week. I always find this to be a great week to read so many wonderful and inspiring articles about infertility and the lessons people have to share about their experience. I have made a few posts about our infertility journey but it is never easy to make these posts. I guess because they make me feel the most vulnerable and hit at one of my most difficult challenges. But as I was looking at some drafts I had not yet published, I stumbled upon this post I had written over a year ago but not yet shared. And so in honor of Infertility Awareness week, I would like to share these lessons I reflected on some time ago and a few lessons I just added.
Infertility has been a hard emotional journey, but I have learned so much about myself and particularly the gospel of Jesus Christ.
- I have learned that there is always a story worse than mine. I am grateful for the trials I have been given and would not take other's trials. I do not repeatedly have miscarriages or lose a baby after a few months of life. I was given the opportunity to carry and give birth to our son. I am healthy in every way and am so grateful for that. I have a loving husband and a good home. My life is filled with amazing friends and wonderful opportunities. My blessings are numerous and I am grateful for them.
- Life is full of choices. We always have a choice and I can choose to be a bitter woman who cringes when other women get pregnant or when I see a baby, or I can choose to be happy with the life I was given. I have a beautiful, amazing son; a kind, loving husband who has a good job; we have loving families who care about us; and I have a strong testimony of Jesus Christ and the love He has for me. I know who I am and my purpose on this Earth. And I have a wonderful family to share this wonderful life with and experience all the wonderful things around us. We have made the choice to be happy and not bitter. And that choice has made all the difference.
- I have learned more about what it truly means to be a Daughter of God. As a Latter-Day Saint, many woman make it their entire life's goal to be a Mother and believe that is how we fulfill our purpose on this Earth. Motherhood is an important and sacred role and one I yearned for my entire life, but I have learned that it is not the purpose of life. It is one facet of it. As a Daughter of God, I am already endowed with all the things I need to reach my full potential. I will never forget when an amazing mentor once asked me at a very difficult point in our infertility journey, "What are you going to do as a Daughter of God now? How are you going to fulfill God's purpose now?". This question made me reflect on all the talents and opportunities I had been given, and how I had been blessed with ample time and talents to serve others in a way that a mother with a large family was not able to do. I was not blessed with many children and the opportunity to change their lives for good, but I was blessed to be a teacher of many amazing students, and was able to share my time liberally with poor Africans in Philadelphia. I have been able to be serve as Primary President and come to love the children in this area. Through those experiences and many others, I am growing and stretching myself and understanding more about my divine potential. Motherhood is one avenue to achieve this and I would love to experience it with more children, but I am learning that there are many ways to be a Daughter of God.
- I am learning to trust that my Heavenly Father truly loves me and looks out for me. After the last IVF treatment, we were crushed. We had prayed about IVF and really felt like this was a good option for us. Through small miracles we were able to finance it, and when it failed I felt abandoned. What had we done wrong? Where was God? We had prayed and done everything right? Over time I could see His hand in all things. We were financially protected, we had a strong close family, I was still healthy, we had wonderful friends that supported us and helped us, and our mothers were there in times of need. Our Heavenly Father had been there and loved us. Sometimes I think we feel like if we are righteous and pray about something it means that everything will work out like we think. But that is not true. The Lord lets us experience life with all its bumps and bruises and expects us to continue to be righteous no matter what. Our family motto at the time became:
To Live Our Temple Covenants No Matter What!
No matter if life goes completely wrong, like the prophet Job, we are expected to keep the big picture in mind.
And now for my 2 most recent lessons.
- Recently in a talk by Elder Bednar, he poised a question Brydon and I had discussing for some time. "Do you have the faith not to be healed?" This is the question I have been asking myself for some time now. Do I have the faith to accept God's will even if it means that we are never blessed with another child by any means? Do I have the faith, not to pray for another child but to pray for us to accept God's plan for our family and the timing of that plan? This has been something that over the past few months we have been working on and I found Elder Bednar's talk to validate this lesson for us. I do not know what is in store for our family and if the desires of our hearts will be answered in this life, but I do know that Heavenly Father does love us and has a plan for us. And so everyday that is type of faith I try to have.
- This lesson has been one of the hardest for me to accept and one I didn't want to face. I didn't want to face the fact that some hurts never completely go away, but that's ok. I went through a time that I truly felt that I had beat this infertility thing. I didn't feel extremely hurt, I didn't think about it all the time, it didn't feel earth shattering anymore. I had conquered infertility! And then a few months ago I was hit hard. Infertility hurt again, I started to struggle with being bitter and angry, I didn't want to come home to an empty house while my son was at school, and I just felt overwhelmingly sad. Life wasn't fair and why hadn't our prayers been answered. To top it off, I was so mad at myself. I couldn't feel this way, I had this thing beat, it wasn't supposed to hurt me anymore, and so I did everything I could to deny those feelings of hurt and not share then with anyone. I was embarrassed. But then one day I couldn't hold them in anymore, and I cried and cried (shocking my poor hubby). I realized that this hurt would never completely go away (and so I cried some more about that). Infertility had changed our life plan, our future, and there would always be moments in life that it would hurt more than others. There will only be one baptism, one high school graduation, one mission farewell, one wedding, one daughter-in-law, and one chance at grandchildren. And even if we are blessed with another child there will always be a gap in our family. There will be moments that are harder than others, I was still human after all. It will hurt, but that is ok. There is a reason we are asked to "endure to the end". It isn't about conquering our trials, but enduring them well. And I had to give myself permission to struggle with that sometimes. Fortunately it is in those tough times that we have the chance to move closer to our Savior, lean on His strength, and be reminded of all that Christ has done for me.
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