Where Were They?

Have you ever read stories of something bad happening and then see people stepping up to help?

If you have, have you ever wondered where these people were before hand?

The newly divorced mom of dad who are now getting offers to help watch their kids or be a listening ear. Where were they when they were struggling to save their marriage?

The man that just got fired from their job because they had too much going on who are now being asked what people can do to help so they can find new work. Where were they when the mountain felt hard to climb?

The teenager that just got arrested for doing drugs who now have concerned parents. Where were they with all the warning signs?

The woman who just committed suicide and now people are posting that they should have reached out. Where were they when they asked to hangout, when they were being bullied or when they knew the terrors they were going through?

Everything is clearer in hindsight.

So if you can, be there now. ❤️

Advocate

Did you know that I’m a diabetic? Most do.

Why?

Because I talk about it.

& in the last few weeks, I have had others reach out to me not once but twice to help them understand and get through a new diagnosis.

Did you know that I struggled with infertility? Most do.

Why?

Because I talk about it.

& since I was diagnosed in 2017, I have been able to help other women with their infertility struggles.

Did you know that my son has a heart condition? Most do.

Why?

Because I talk about it.

& I have grown a CHD family because of it.

Did you know that I’ve had two NICU experiences? Most do.

Why?

Because I talk about it.

& I have helped reduce the fear of new NICU moms or moms who may be expecting a NICU stay.

But why do I talk about it?

Because I don’t want anyone to feel like they are alone. I don’t want anyone to feel like they can’t talk to someone.

Yes, MANY may not talk about it. & that’s okay too. But I will, for you.

Open Book

A friend and colleague of mine shared her story of her two miscarriages on Facebook today. Not for self-pity, not for attention but to share her grief and story to maybe help someone else going through the same thing.

& that same person helped me when I needed it the most.

As many of you know, March is a beautiful but hard month for me.

In March of 2016 I lost my first baby very early on in my pregnancy and I had a doctor who was not empathetic towards my loss.

Then in March 2017 I was diagnosed with endometriosis, had surgery and started my infertility journey.

& in March 2018 came the beautiful part.

On March 30th at 00:00 and 01:35 I welcomed my beautiful twins.

Just over 2 years from my loss, I was blessed with two beautiful babies who will now be 3 this month.

& then I was blessed again in 2019 with my last baby.

Both journeys were hard.

Both journeys had ups, downs and a lot of in between.

But it was so worth it.

So I must thank those who opened up to me.

Without you, without your stories, I may not be a mother of three.

I may have given up.

& I may have never opened up about my journey.

So THANK YOU to you all.

Whether it be opening up about your story or just reading mine. ❤️

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