by Jessica Satterfield | Jun 5, 2017 | Infertility
We binge watch Netflix after our kids go to bed like every other good parent does. Our favorite fictional character, Harold (from Persons of Interest), put so perfectly into words the state of my heart at the end of every month,
“Hope is painful.”
It’s been almost a year now, since I’ve felt the nudging from Jesus to stretch out my withered hand (or barren womb) and let Him heal me. Stretching out my withered hand means admitting that I really want healing. That I’m not okay with spending the rest of my life with a body that doesn’t work the way God intended. Stretching out my withered hand means that I am vulnerable at the end of every month and most of the days between.
Again.
by Jessica Satterfield | Mar 15, 2016 | Adoption, Faith, Infertility, Motherhood, Uncategorized
Allume last October. I saw her walking up to my table and thought, “Gosh, she’s so cute!” She just sat right down, introduced herself to me, and it felt as if we had been friends for years. She is an amazing mom, beautiful writer, and home...
by Jessica Satterfield | Jul 26, 2015 | Adoption, Faith, Infertility
“O Lord, my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.”Psalm 30:2 I was sitting criss-crossed on top of the doctor table. It’s not a beach trip unless you make a trip to Urgent Care. Can I get an, “Amen?” Honestly, I...
by Jessica Satterfield | Apr 27, 2015 | Adoption, Infertility, Uncategorized
I hate it. Never. Ever. Have I liked to wait. But I find myself doing it all the time. It never fails. If I am late for work, I will absolutely find myself waiting at EVERY. SINGLE. RED. LIGHT. On really long days after teaching six year olds, I STARE at the...
by Jessica Satterfield | Jan 9, 2015 | Infertility
It took all of my courage just to open the door to the office. I unbuttoned my jacket, not because I was warm, but maybe it would take away the tightness in my chest. I took a deep breath to slow down my fast beating heart. My hands shook as I completed...
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