Losing Control

If there’s one thing I’ve learned throughout this journey, it’s that I have absolutely no control over many areas of my life. While I may be able to choose what I eat for lunch or what I wear to work each day, I have very little control over the big circumstances in life that I wish so much to manage.

Have you ever felt as if you’ve been thrown into a pit of mud and you’re sinking? Somehow, kicking your feet makes you sink faster. If you lean to the side to try and reach that branch, you sink yet further into the mud. In the same way, Joseph likely felt his power stripped when his brothers threw him into a well. I can imagine his fear as he hurled himself against the walls – scratching and stretching toward the light – in futile attempts pull himself out. He probably studied every inch for any place he could wedge a finger or a toe to gain leverage. No control.

This is how miscarriage feels. No matter how much control you wish for, there is nothing you can do. No medications, no amount of rest, nothing will stop the heart-wrenching process once it’s begun.

The good news is that there’s hope. Yes, hope!

Whether you’ve just had a miscarriage, you’re trying to conceive after a miscarriage, or you’re pregnant again and unsure about the future, you’re in the right place.

I’ve been there too. It’s not a fun place by any means.

Let’s walk through this together and see where we end up. Please check back often as new pages are frequently updated and added.