Last week, we announced our baby news on Facebook.
We had told everyone we wanted to personally tell and the little baby shoes we ordered had finally arrived so it felt like it was the right time.
I have been thinking about this Facebook post since before we got pregnant. I’m talking years. For me, facebook announcements were a huge trigger. I can’t tell you how many times I broke down in tears or wanted to throw my lap top across the room after seeing another pregnancy announcement (last year even called for a couple of breaks from it). I knew the day we wrote a post, it had to be something meaningful and while we were excited to finally be announcing it to the world, I wanted those sweet women deep in the trenches of the TTC world not to feel too sick by what they stumbled across on their news feed. I wanted them to know that I was a fellow warrior, that I hadn’t forgotten the path they’re walking on, and maybe just maybe, my words could bring them some comfort and hope.
Back in December, a few days after we were released from our clinic, still living in fear of something horrible happening, I let faith and hope be my guide. For almost 8 weeks I worked on this announcement (picking at it when I felt inspired). The night before we agreed to share our news, I read it to Jerseyman and began to cry. He said he loved it and gave his approval.
That same night, Jerseyman came up with the brilliant idea of what our photo should look like. The following day was a miserable wet day but we were determined and too excited not to make it happen. When we got to the park, it took us seconds to figure out the perfect backdrop. With an umbrella over the baby shoes we snapped a few pictures and we were done.
Later that afternoon, when it came time to post our news on Facebook, I began to get emotional. It was a combination of feeling vulnerable, excited and so grateful that we were in this moment. I had a few seconds of asking myself if I was sharing too much? Those old feelings of shame tried to creep back in but I fought through it. I said a quick prayer, went to the draft email I had been working on for all those weeks, copied the text, pasted it as a status update, attached the photo and took a deep breath……
Here we go…
The out pour of love has been humbling and overwhelming. People are so excited for us! But the messages that have touched my heart deepest have been those from 5 friends/acquaintances (now TTC sisters) that find themselves deep in the trenches of their own journey. They all thanked me for sharing our story and said they were inspired by our post, that it has given them hope ❤
Without further ado…here’s my Facebook announcement:
After years of continuous prayers, visits to specialists, a laundry list of tests, two surgeries, the roller coaster of fertility treatments, the heartache of a failed cycle and the heartbreak of loss….**** and I are thrilled to share with you that Baby ********* will be joining us some time around August 4th, 2016! God is so good my friends! He is never blind to your tears, never deaf to your prayers and never silent to your pain. He sees, He hears and He will deliver!
Our journey wasn’t easy and as we learned, it isn’t for many. In Canada, 1 in 6 couples are affected by infertility. A “secret club” that’s isolating, dream shattering and flips your life upside down.
To anyone that finds themselves deep in the trenches: Our hearts go out to you. We know some days are really difficult to get through. Be gentle with yourselves. Lean on your partner and remember that you’re in this together. Create a tribe of support. There’s people in your life that love you and want to be there for you. Feel like no one in your life understands? Join a support group, either in person or on line. You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Don’t feel bad for creating boundaries. Do what you need to do to protect your heart. Be strong, courageous and patient as you continue on in your journey. But most importantly, keep the FAITH and NEVER GIVE UP HOPE! Your sunshine could be just around the next bend ❤