“Here’s to strong women. May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them.” —Anonymous
And there are some amongst us – that woman whose womb is calling for a child.
This is me writing to you today-
To the woman trusting God for a single foetus in her womb.
To the woman whose womb has refused to hold a baby in.
To the woman who has cried many nights from the many miscarriages.
To the woman who has endured countless painful procedures in her battle with infertility.
To the woman who has been scorned for being unable to conceive and carry a baby in her arms.
To the woman whose marriage failed because of her inability to get pregnant.
To the woman who silently prays that ‘ Little Miss Red’ never shows up each month.
To the woman whose heart is aching from the thought of her never being able to hold a baby in her arms.
To the woman who deeply desires to feel and hold the growing bump on her stomach.
To the woman who wishes to feel a baby or two alive kicking inside her.
To the woman whose silent desire is to travail in childbirth and rock a baby in her arms.
Yes, I am talking to you.
You are that woman and your womb is calling for a child.
No one knows your story.
No one feels your pain.
No one understands your journey.
But this I know,
You have hoped tirelessly.
You have prayed ceaselessly.
You have waited patiently.
And yes, the nights are so long.
And the days are fast fading away.
Alas! There are still no miracles of the morning in sight.
But, can I ask you this,
Will you still hold on to the ‘GREAT I AM’?
Can you still keep your eyes above the waves of infertility?
Will you let God lead you to a place where your trust is without borders?
Can you boldly walk upon the waters of life and go wherever God may lead you?
“And you begin again and sometimes you lose, sometimes you win, but you begin again. Even though your heart is breaking, in time the sun will shine and you will begin again. – Barry Manilow