September 12^th is a very special anniversary. This date represents a day of hope and completion. All that physical work, the shots, pills, the hours in the car driving to medical appointments, invasive ultrasounds. All the additional tests, the humiliation, the probing, the what ifs, the research, the unanswered questions, it had all lead to THIS day. No longer frozen in a tube at a hospital, ice baby was home!  Hubby, our little ice baby, and myself: we had arrived at our destination. 

September 12^th is a day I choose remember each year because it is the ONLY day in my life that I KNEW I was pregnant. For a mama with 13 babies waiting for her in Heaven, this is a special occasion to remember. This day only came once for me. 

Mamas, in a journey where you have zero control, know this:

YOU get to CHOOSE…

YOU get to choose HOW…

YOU get to choose how YOU…

YOU get to choose how you REMEMBER…

No mama willingly chooses this out of control, unpredictable, heart breaking infertility journey. You can pray every prayer, read every book, do every test, follow the doctor’s every instruction, be the model patient… and at the end of the day you still have no choice. But YOU choose how you remember your journey. No one can take that from you. 

While ice baby was frozen, I had nine months to choose how I would remember my journey. Would I choose to focus on how unfair life was and everything that went wrong? Or would I choose to focus on how much this trial was growing me physically, personally and spiritually? 

It was in those months that God started to plant the seeds for this very ministry. I knew regardless of the outcome, God had something bigger. knew was going to honor my babies’ legacy by choosing to help other hurting mamas.  

Mamas, you get to choose how you remember your journey. Make it count!