I know I don’t get very personal on this blog. It should all be about the amazing crafters and the hard work they put into their projects. Every once in awhile, though, I feel like I should share something with you guys. Not even all of my family knows some of this, but I feel like it’s time to share. I know it’s wordy, but bare with me…
Today is a day that has a lot of personal meaning to me and my little family. It is Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Day.
I’ve shared a tiny bit about why I started SYTYC in the about page and in interviews and conversations I’ve had. But I’ve never shared what lead to that discussion I had with my sister and BIL about blog stalking and starting my own.
At the time Abbi was just over a year old and sleeping all but 6 hours a day (she was a FANTASTIC napper) and I had just found out we were expecting our 2nd baby. We were so excited and I loved having all that extra time while she slept! I could read and sew and cook and craft and keep my house clean and get ready for the new little one.
Then my world came crashing down. I miscarried that baby. We were heart broken. All of the sudden, that wonderful free time became crushing to me. I no longer had the motivation to do anything but dwell. Dwell on the fact that little one we wanted so much wasn’t coming. All I could bring myself to do was mindlessly blog stalk when I was alone and pretend everything was ok when people were around.
A month or so later I visited my sister and her family for a week and we started talking about all the blogs that I had discovered. That conversation and brain storming session about what SYTYC could be like was a turning point for me. All the sudden I had a plan and the motivation to actually DO something to work my way out of my depression. I got right to work getting So You Think You’re Crafty up and going.
We hadn’t given up on adding to our family, but with the 3rd miscarriage came a diagnosis of “unexplained recurrent pregnancy loss.” We realized that maybe God had another plan for blessing us with a sibling for Abbi so we started the adoption process and paperwork. For the past 3+ years, and through two more miscarriages, we’ve been waiting.
But good news! At this very moment my husband and I are waiting for the call to head out to Las Vegas, Nevada. And when we come home it will be with a little sister for Abigail.
God is Good.