Category Archives: Adversity

The Best is Yet to Come!

The light is sometimes hard to see and for days on end, darkness takes us over. It does for all of us. I don’t care if you have a big family, tons of money and a boat; it happens to us all! There is inequality in life. But, it doesn’t have to overtake our every thought. So stop worrying that you are a “less than.” You aren’t, and I sure as heck am not. I’m putting my “less than” tee shirt in the wash and tucking it away in the back of my closet (to be brought out at my discretion).

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility, Part 3

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle Part 3: The Clinical Why does the waiting room of a fertility clinic feel like the lobby to death’s door? No one looks at you directly. No one smiles. No happy laughter while looking through a magazine. Not even soothing elevator music to calm the nerves. I guess a place…

Asperger’s Syndrome: Finding the Center of the Storm, Part 1

By Blog Contributor, Catherine Dooley Part 1 of 2 “And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I…

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility: Part 2

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle Part 2:  Red It was odd that no one else got food poisoning that day. Maybe my chicken was undercooked? A bad smore? The throw ups hadn’t lasted very long and they were strange in nature. I went from lying in bed to “I’m gonna lose my cookies ASAP!” Then…

The Girl’s Guide to Baby Making and Infertility, Part 1

By blog contributor, Marie Biddle  Part 1:   Everythings fine…right? I was going through some old boxes the other day, and found needles and a bottle of pills. While this sounds a little like something you would find in dark alleys with rainy awnings, the locating of these items made me cry. They were my old tools. Tools…

Becoming Mormon: My Search for Happiness

By Blog Contributor, Tonya Hartsog When my Mom was almost 5 months pregnant with me she suffered a heart attack that the doctors had mistakenly diagnosed as a new type of influenza. She was left untreated and at one point her legs were so filled with fluid, it would seep from her legs as she…