Baby Announcement!

Winter is rapidly slipping away towards Spring! Anyone sad about that? Not me.  There were times it felt like winter and all it’s trials were going to last forever. Today as I write, it’s a typical March day with a cold rain and wind to speak of!

It’s been weeks since I last wrote. Most of the winter I wasn’t feeling well. With the arrival of February came the long anticipated arrival of baby!! I won’t go into detail of my health challenges through the pregnancy, but basically every month presented challenges of some sort or other. The month of October stands out to me as a smooth month, but otherwise, I could point out the difficulties in every month.

But I don’t want to focus on the negativaty! A precious, healthy baby is well worth the difficulties, and my heart goes out to those of you reading this who hope and pray for a baby, yet have unfulfilled longings, year after year. Hugs to you!! 🤍 That journey is not for the faint of heart! I feel unworthy of God’s answered prayers to us!

Macie means gift of Yahweh or gift of God.

February 18, we welcomed Miss Macie Avonlea Rhodes.  So much sweetness and newborn cuteness wrapped up in a priceless gift from God! Over and over I thank God for her. We have no control over how our babies are created or look, and yet, God has given us such a cute baby girl to love! Her adorableness feels almost more than I can handle sometimes- just jaw clenching sweetness! Can you Moms identify?

She is nursing and gaining well. Sometimes she purrs contentedly while nursing, which totally melts my heart.  She also does serious stretching. She will grunt and creak and groan almost constantly while she sleeps. Then she scrunches up her face, flinging out her arms and legs in such an adult kind of way it makes me laugh!  I’ve started calling her Stretchin’ Gretchen.

She had a chubby face at birth, but it’s filling out even more, along with a kissable double chin and chub rolls on her arms. Could someone explain why chub rolls and double chins are absolutely adorable on babies, yet we never hear exclamations of cuteness when they’re on adults?!

Old fashioned baby girl names ending with ie are on the top of my ‘like’ list. I could have a half dozen girls with those names, but of course that’s not possible! There are loads of cute options but landing on one that Hubby and I agreed on was a significant decision.  When I discovered the Hebrew meaning of Macie, it clicked for both of us. The spelling of it took a bit longer, but we both agreed on the ie ending. We like simple names without difficult spellings, as well as names that are not too common.

Avonlea means “field or meadow near the river” and is after Anne of Green Gables and her town of Avonlea. I think it has such unique summery vibes, even though Macie was a winter baby. 

Delighted siblings

This little crib is one that my Parents used for most of us 8 children. We got it when we were expecting our first. We had it repainted and ordered new mattresses. It’s special to be using it be for all three of our babies. And all three of ours slept on these same pink sheets. Yes, even Reece. It didn’t hurt him at all!

The crib is on wheels, so at times we push it out to the living room for a safe place to lay her.  We have her big crib set up in the nursery across the hall from our bedroom. 

I’m still in definite postpartum recovery. Nighttime is completely unpredictable. There appears to be strings attached from Macie’s voice box to Mom’s bed. Countless times I lay her down, go use the bathroom, then quietly as possible, creep back in bed. The moment I’m getting comfy, baby starts to squeak and creak! I’ve even gotten out of bed and went to pick her up. But when I get to the crib, her eyes are closed and there she is, innocently sleeping. Yet as soon as I crawl back in bed, she automatically rouses her voice box and puts it to use. And oh, am I ever tired at night! I try to sleep whenever possible, but sometimes her naps aren’t long enough to get much sleep since it takes me longer to fall asleep.

But this is all part of the Motherhood package. I remind myself it is a season. Not forever. Besides, I feel so rich cuddling my baby and seeing her nighttime sleepy smiles, how could I not love her?!

My Mom (Macie’s Grandma Yoder)

My sister Geneva Peachey and my Mom flew out to help us for 10 days.  They have been such a blessing! I used to help Geneva with some of her babies and now she has returned the favor.  I’ve been spoiled to let her take care of breakfast/ getting Josie combed and out the door for school, while I slept in. It has felt amazing!

One of the main things they have worked on besides cooking delicious meals for us, is putting food in my freezer. And so much food!! I had a long list of items to make which they mostly accomplished, but per my sister’s abilities for management, she made at least 5 other main dishes that she wanted to make, to help stock the freezer.  And when I say 5 other dishes, it’s like 2- 4 pans of each kind!  These are 8×8 size pans. I won’t mention all the other baked goods and breakfast items or miscellaneous things they stocked the freezer with. 

Grandma and Josie making donuts with fresh milled flour!

Plus, she sewed me 2 dresses and did a few other odd sewing projects.  Then they cleaned the house, and refixed the children’s beds with clean sheets before they left. I feel so blessed by their kindness! It will help so much to have easy meals in the months ahead. I’m super ready to be back in my kitchen, but also know how hard it will be to not overwork myself when I feel good again.

Just two weeks old here and already changing her looks. 
We’re thrilled to be a family of five 🥰

This is the nursery.  I still have a large canvas I want to hang by the changing table instead of the little motto that’s there, but we haven’t got it ordered yet. 

This is what I plan to hang up. I love this verse!

With our other babies, we used the Honest brand of pampers. This time, I looked into other clean options and decided to try Earth and Eden brand. So far they’ve been working great and I’m pleased. With the countless newborn poops, we’ve not had any major blowouts yet. Earth and Eden are cheaper than Honest, which was another plus.  As for wipes, I’m using Water wipes which I have for years. They are clean, unscented and do a good job. 

Our laundry soap works perfectly for adults or tiny babies! 

Of Trips, Tripping And A Surprise

Last month we took a 9 day trip all the way to Lancaster PA. We made a variety of spots along the way, visiting family and friends.  Reason being for the trip was a gathering with Jerald’s family for his parents’ 40th anniversary this year.  They chose Lancaster as the area to visit.  We had a most beautiful Airbnb at Beechdale Farms in Bird in Hand. 

With the many miles to travel, I was inspired to create bags to pass out to beggars we may see along the city intersections. I had gotten some ideas elsewhere, then we added other items we thought would be beneficial. 

Here’s what we put together in a gallon ziploc:

A paper back New Testament with Psalms & Proverbs

Five dollar McDonald’s gift card

Granola bar

Apple

Water bottle

Propel packet

Our family enjoyed packing them up one evening.  I prayed for the people who would receive them and we even prayed we’d find people to give them to. I know God knows where they all went, but I actually don’t know what happened to most of them. And I wasn’t throwing them blindly out the window. Just hang on.

Josie wrote, “God loves you” on a sticky note.  We put the sticky note at John 3 and highlighted verses 16 & 17. We did not want these beautiful verses to be missed by someone who may not have a clue what the Bible even is!

The Box of finished bags.

Here’s what happened. We fixed 20 bags.  Our first stop for breakfast on the first day, we noticed the remnants of a beggar at a corner but no person in sight. By the time we were getting back on the interstate, the person was there but was way out of our reach with lanes of traffic.  We were so disappointed! So near, yet so far!

We drove on to Richmond KY to visit my parents and spent the night there.  The next day in Richmond, the children spied a beggar while they were driving with Grandma. So later we loaded up and purposely drove out past him for special delivery!

We were all pleased we were able to get one handed out on our second day! My mom said she sees this man on a regular basis, so who knows if he’s really poor or making a living off of begging. But it doesn’t matter. Every soul needs Jesus if they don’t know Him yet! It felt good to know we weren’t simply handing over cash, but actual necessities as well as knowledge about God, if he’ll take time to read the Bible.

The remainder of the trip we saw only one other possibility. It looked like he was crippled and stood at the side of the road near the bushes. He was empty handed, and there was no baggage around. So we’re not sure what was up. We would have glady given him one anyway. But we were not in the lane closest to him! In fact there was much urging going on inside our vehicle towards the driver, to please just get over in the other lane so we can hand him one! And soon there was traffic which definitely made us unable to hand one out. We were very disappointed!

And that was the last opportunity we saw! I couldn’t believe it. We packed all these bags and only handed out one! (Actually 2. My parents found the bags interesting and wanted one to keep, so they could show others when they come to visit Dad in the Assisted Living)

Then before the Rhodes’ departed ways in PA, we handed out a couple bags in hopes they encounter beggars along their routes home.  One or two got passed out like that. 

Our trip returning home was quite eventful and full of needs of our own. I don’t think we saw any possibilities for passing out bags. Hang with me till I finish explaining the bags, and then we’ll dive into our own neediness.

We returned home with way too many bags. I felt let down with our minimal progress. I thought it was a great idea; but after traveling over 2,600 miles we still had 80% of them left!

So one Wednesday night, we took them to church and announced that people feel free to take bags if they’re going on trips or downtown somewhere. That took care of all but 2 bags. I was so grateful! God knows where all those bags went, and I trust many of them got handed out to truly needy people! With more people going different directions and miles, God could still bless our efforts and beggars could be reached that we never could have. And we hope we can still bless someone with the 2 leftover bags when we get to a big city sometime. 

Our return trip home from PA began with lots of pain for me. At 5 A.M. as we were loading up for the 19 hour drive home, I slipped on the hardwood stairs. My left foot bent backwards and I came down on it. Talk about a tripping trip! It hurt so bad I feared it was broken. But we had no desire to wait at an ER for half the day and still possibly be unable to get satisfactory assistance. So we drove for 6 hours and located a Quick Care.

Now, we don’t keep painkillers on hand. We simply endure and/or use natural remedies.  I just absolutely detest taking anything that’s hard on the body. (Unless, of course, I’m undergoing surgery, I prefer anesthesia to being awake) But in this case, we stopped for Tylenol immediately; I even took a full dose; it was that bad.

As we started off the trip, we had prayer as we generally do. Afterwards, Jerald told me adamantly that I need to ask others to pray for me. This was 5:30 A.M. I was in alot of pain, we had a long way home, and we needed wisdom to know what we should do. We had a makeshift bed in the back where I laid and kept my foot propped. I laid there praying and crying simultaneously. In between that, I sent a message on my church ladies chat, and a couple more groups and friends asking for prayer.

We can not forget the power in prayer!! And we need not think we must be close to death before we ask for prayer either. It is humbling to expose one’s need and ask for prayer. But it is good for the soul! I know I’m getting off the highway of my current traveling, but it is a passion of mine, that we ought to be more open with each other.  Especially as a church brotherhood. It’s easier to ask for prayer for physical issues, but I think especially when we are facing spiritual struggles or needs, it’s too easy to keep silent.  If we paste smiles on our faces and answer the “how are you” with a trite “I’m fine”, when we are actually discouraged and struggling, we are not being honest. I don’t mean you have to spill your sorrows to the first and every person you meet, but we can at least be honest and say we’re not doing so great and we could use prayer. We don’t have to go in-depth, but if a good friend asks us, please, let’s be honest! None of us have our lives so neatly packaged up in godliness that we have zero needs. We’re all broken, needy vessels. And that’s the sort of vessels that God can use best!

Back to the travels. We drove until Zanesville Ohio where Jerald had researched and found an Orthopedic quick care.  He wheeled me in and they took care of us in record time.  And praise be to God, it was not broken! A very bad sprain to be sure, but I felt I could manage that after envisioning a cast, maybe surgery and being laid up for many weeks. They fitted me with a bulky boot and we were off!

We felt so so blessed to be able to keep heading towards home! We stopped at Chipotle and Jerald and the children went in to order and use the restroom. We ate both lunch and supper on the road and I did not get out unless I absolutely had to use the bathroom. The first couple times I had to go in, it hurt tremendously. The last stop I could tell it was slightly more manageable. And no,  I didn’t take any more Tylenol!

The children handled the traveling quite well. They were more pleasant with each other than sometimes, and I myself could hardly believe how cheerful I felt in spite of everything! Those who know me well, know that being positive in negative circumstances is a bit of a stretch. Prayers of the saints, people. We can not forget the impact of prayer!

There was two more things we were grateful for on that trip home. On our first leg of the trip, while I was weeping and praying and messaging friends, we heard sirens nearby.  And what do you know, a police was stopping us!! I truly wondered what calamity would befall us next. But he was in a good mood. He stopped us for driving too closely to the vehicle in front, as well as speeding. My good man was driving as skillfully and rapidly as he dared, to make good time with getting me to the Quick Care, plus we had a long day in front of us yet. So we were super grateful he didn’t peer in the back and see me laying  there, neither did he give us a fine! The cost of it could have been high, combined with the Dr bills of the week, (This was only my second visit to an Urgent Care in 3 days time; the first visit being a reason I won’t enlarge on) Thus, we had extra bills besides the usuals, besides our income in July being slim picking. Asking the Lord to supply our needs was definitely in my requests that morning as well.

Secondly we were so grateful our vehicle held up! The transmission has been sounding weird now and then, for about 6 months now. It uses too much oil, has missing pieces on the body and seemingly overall is in its last remaining days. We’ve decided to just run it till it kerplunks on us to give us time to save money for something else.  It reminds me of the widow’s oil in the Bible how it just kept coming. And somehow God just keeps our rig running too! We arrived safely home soon after midnight.

I had to take it pretty easy the first week and a half. It was hard on me to not be up and active. But Josie did well in being my maid. She does good with the laundry and some days mostly took care of it herself.

I took Complete tissue and bone capsules to aid the healing of my sprain, along with the Complete tissue and bone healing salve.  These capsules are definitely some to keep on hand for sprains or breaks!

Photo credits to Shannon Wittmer photography

While the Rhodes’ were together, we got a photographer to do family pictures for us. This is Jerald’s complete family, Luke and Arlene Rhodes. 

It’s been over a month since I last posted. Ironically, I should have had plenty of time to write since I was laid up. But I was simply not in the mood! For the longest time, I did not feel like rehashing this trip, and just the thought of it seemed to almost trigger nausea. But I wanted to share about the beggar bags and didn’t have another post that I felt ready to write about. Pregnancy blahs going on…..

Yes, you read that right! We’re having a baby!! I could hardly believe it myself when I found out! It is a definite answer to prayer. I feel so blessed and unworthy of the privilege to be carrying a precious little life! ♥️ (This was also why I hated even more to take Tylenol for my foot)

And no, I’ve not been really sick. Fatigue 100% yes. Nausea sometimes, but not horrible, just kinda a blah feeling afternoon and evenings. Food aversions were/are a definite thing.

With my health challenges, and food allergies in the past years, there were many times that I had fatigue, stomach aches, and nausea. There was plenty times I couldn’t help thinking, if only it was for a good cause.” So, in my current case, I could not complain. I am too grateful for the gift of life and a good reason for these minor afflictions! This gratefulness also helped me in the trial of my sprained foot. Over and over I reminded myself how much better this was than losing my baby!

Photo credits to Emmie Mae photography

This was our pregnancy announcement. When we took the family photos, we told the children it’s a surprise in the box and they will find out the next week. The box held ultrasound pictures and a riddle for Josie to read. We had them open the box at a later time. Then when they opened it, Josie guessed, and Reece was keenly disappointed there wasn’t a toy inside.😅 But they are both happy about a new sibling!

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Guest Post- The Barren Womb

The following post is written by a cousin of Jerald, namely Luanne Mast. I have been inspired by her cheerful spirit and acceptance of her disappointments in life. I asked her to write on this subject so we who have families can learn to be more sensitive and compassionate to those who long for a brood of their own.

“Happy Birthday, dear Kylie…” rang thru the house filled with uncles, aunts, and grandparents. She smiled shyly as she opened the gifts for her 3rd birthday. Her auntie had helped sing to her, eat cake, and gave a gift. But her mind was far away. Her heart was hurting. She felt a deep pain which almost felt physical. “What’s wrong with me? Why would this feeling come in the middle of a birthday party?”

Then it hit me. My firstborn could be right beside her cousin tonight having a joint birthday party. She was due 2 weeks before Kylie. They would have had so much fun together. Where was my child? My mind pictured the mound of dirt on the edge of the lawn. Then the streets of heaven. So different from Kylie’s life. “God, You know how much we long for a child to call our own. This dream to be fulfilled.”

   That night my heart was sad. Very sad. Aching. Times like those seem to come at the most unexpected times. At times when I am not even worried I will lose my composure. Infertility. 4 miscarriages. DEATH. Grief. Acceptance. Losing heart to EVER dream about anything. Crying to God to not let you be hurdled to the depths of despair. Loneliness ripping at the fringes of another day at home alone. Fear of your husband being the next one He will ask you to give back to Him. Church family standing by praying and also saying so. Seeing the sunshine of a new morning and knowing God has a plan in our lives and is still good just like my friends told me. Being surprised at actually being able to thank God for the journey and grief He has allowed. Is life fair? NO! God never intended that I try to be like everyone else. He created me for his glory. Not mine. I cannot expect to grow if I continue comparing my life with others. “Be you. Not them.” Does that take the pain, the desire, the left-behind-feeling away? No. It is a reality. It is what God is asking me to go through.

   Maybe you, my friend, are reading this and understand the pain. Maybe you have a sister who is going thru this while you feel continuously exhausted with your 3 little blessings. Maybe you are reading this just out of a caring heart. Bless each of you. This can be a sensitive subject. We are all such different makes and models, but all have the desire to be the same person – Mothers for God!

~To those of you who are experiencing barrenness of the womb…

You are at the very place God has allowed you to be. How you relate to it may or may not be the response God desires. There is nothing wrong in desiring children. Some people cannot figure out why you can’t just accept and be content with being childless. (They have never been there.) If you have not allowed bitterness to settle in, can reach out to folks whether they have children or not, and find your little place to serve God – you have accepted your place in life. Does it take your desires away? No. My favorite verse – “Four things say not, It is enough. The grave; and the barren womb; the earth that is not filled with water; and the fire that saith not, It is enough.” I went thru a time when I felt like I had to let people know what this felt like. I was setting myself up for hurt. Not everyone will understand. Not everyone who actually asks you how it is going will understand. Let go of the feeling of needing to help them understand. You soon learn who you can share with and when to just reply “I’m doing good.” Then ask about their life.

Remember you may be hurting. So often hurting people hurt others. After the burying of different of our babies I know I did not respond right to people who tried to show us they cared. I took some of their comments wrong (and sometimes still do). I was suspicious of others. We are hurting. We are grieving lost dreams. Dreams for that specific child or the dream of never having children. They are lost dreams. Ask God to continue to heal and for a compassion for what others are going thru. Pray for that before going to a tea party, to church, or to any where you know you could respond wrongly.

   We each have different bodies. What works for me, may not work for you. Feel free to share that thought with the person that brings to you the next thing to try that worked for so and so. I long for this writing to be encouraging to those who feel so alone in this journey. I wish I would have known so many of the things I know now, back at the beginning of this journey. It took close to a year to get pregnant the first time, but lost the baby in a week. After losing 2 babies we went the medical route. Many visits with a gynecologist ruled out things that actually left me feeling reassured. After a surgery for endometriosis and a bicornate uterus we were encouraged, and told we most likely will be fine. Am I sad we went the medical route? Not a chance. I feel like a different person—pain- free. But alongside all that, here’s a few things I wish I would have known 6 years ago. Research them and learn for yourself.

    Do bloodwork/saliva testing for your hormones (progesterone, estrogen, testosterone), thyroid, Vitamin D, and adrenals. Find a midwife who can send you for lab work, read the results, and prescribe the needed supplements or progesterone (pills, vaginal suppositories or shots). Progesterone (bioidentical, not synthetic) seems to play an important part in conceiving or carrying a baby. Some midwives find it helpful if you chart your cycles. (Taking Charge of your Fertility book). A methylated form of vitamin B in the Smarty Pants or Meleluca’s multivitamin is more absorbable by some bodies. These are just a few things I am learning. Have I attained? No. Have I carried a baby full term? No. We decided to give my body time to heal and just work on my overall health. Amidst learning about my body and all the doctor visits, I still find rest in knowing there is a reason God has allowed this. Don’t get so wrapped up in all the things that might be wrong that you miss enjoying the things that are right…actually perfect. Your husband. Your duties and blessings as a wife.

   I tend to get so involved in my day or projects that I don’t stop for lunch. That is not good self-care at all. Eat lunch. Sit outside in the sunshine. Read a book. Just zone out for a half hour or more. And enjoy it without feeling guilty. God didn’t intend for you to do everything for everybody because you have nobody around and then end up being so exhausted that you can’t enjoy the 1 loved one he did give you!

Let’s try to remember that we are just as prone to make snide or selfish comments. Saying to someone who has lost a 2 year- old child, “Least you had one to lose” is not from a compassionate spirit. Find things to do and ways to reach out and children to love. Sitting at home all the time wallowing in self pity will not give you purpose in life or many friends. Thinking NO ONE understands or cares is selfish. Let’s not be sensitive or easily offended. Deep down in they do care about us.

   For those of you who have tried for years to conceive or have lost babies and are working thru that grief, please don’t compare griefs. Please talk to someone. Find someone who has been there. But also find ones who haven’t been there. There are always caring people as long as we don’t push them away.  Just because you have only lost one and I have lost four doesn’t mean that I won’t be able to relate or do not want to talk with you. It doesn’t mean I have it figured out or feel like I have reached some plateau. It doesn’t mean I have had life so much harder than you. We each have times of suffering and are at different places in our journey, but we can be there for each other. I think the grief of lost dreams of having a baby or losing a baby thru miscarriage can teach each of us to be more compassionate and caring for others around us no matter what they are going thru if we allow it to make us better instead of becoming bitter like Satan would wish for. To each of you my friends….I know….It’s hard…I care. Let’s remember who created us this way. He has a plan. A beautiful plan. “He hath made everything beautiful in His time.”

 ~To the sister or friend of one with empty arms…

   You play such an important role in her life and well-being. My sisters and mom have been such confidantes for me. I know I can tell them exactly how I am when they ask and they won’t tell every Ruth, Sarah, and Anna. Confidence is a huge thing for those of us in this. We feel like so much of our lives are already exposed. Don’t betray them. Don’t tell others details from their doctor visits or whether you know if they are trying to conceive or are taking a break. If others ask you about them because you are a good friend or sister, just encourage them to go talk to them themselves and that you don’ t want to betray her confidence in you as a friend.  If they hear you repeating things that were told you, don’t be surprised if you don’t hear more from them when you talk again with them.

   Ask them how they are really doing. And listen. They don’t want advise. They just need to talk somedays. They often already know the pat answers and phrases that they should be doing and thinking. They are most likely trying to come to grips with everything yet. Please don’t take it personal or judge her for not coming to see your newborn baby the first week or the first time to church. She may not even be up to bringing a baby meal either. Don’t just exclude her from a shopping trip with your friends because you are baby shopping and think it would be too hard for her. Tell her ahead of time what you are doing and that she is invited. Be willing to accept whatever she decides. Ask her throughout the trip if she is doing okay or if this is too much for her. She will feel your care.

   Foresight is better than hindsight for us folks. It means the world to me when my sisters or friends tell me they are pregnant before they announce it to their other friends. Then I don’t have to be surprised right in front of everyone and try to digest all the feelings in front of others. Some of my friends have even done that when switching to maternity dresses, too. A text saying “Hey just letting you know I am planning to go into my maternity dresses this Sunday.” has melted my heart so many times.

   Sometimes I come upon a group of ladies conversing. The conversation stops. I feel like a big intruder. Later I find out they were talking about births or pregnancy. Don’t just stop. Include us in your pregnancy and story too. It is harder to relate to you if you don’t tell us anything when we ask you how it is going. We know you tell others details about it. Just because we have never been there doesn’t automatically mean we do not care. But to continue on in that sort of conversation for a long time will not appeal either. Bring the conversation around to something she can join in with. She may walk away from a group that is just continuing on with such subjects. A text that night telling her you are sorry you didn’t think of her in that conversation goes a long way.

   Be careful about making careless remarks about family planning, being “done” having children, or statements that take for granted you will have future pregnancies. Those comments can send daggers of pain through a woman’s heart that has learned she has no control over her fertility.

   Be sensitive with blanket statements about ladies who dealt with infertility and then were gifted the miracle of pregnancy and birth. Comments like, “Well you know she went on the Reliv program, that must have been what finally did it” or “It was the Juice Plus vitamins she was taking” or “Wow they must have finally just relaxed and forgot about it and it happened!” or “You know she told me they surrendered and prayed to God like they never had before and they got pregnant.” Statements like that cause deep pain to your infertile friend and make her question her faith.  Only she knows the desperate prayers she and her husband have prayed night after night, year after year, crying out to God to open her womb. Only she knows the surrendering of her will over and over and over again. Only she knows the handfuls of pills and vitamins she swallowed, the “miracle” shakes she forced down day after day, the ovulation kits they bought and tried, the progesterone cream she rubbed on, the crazy positions they attempted all at the “perfect” time…only to have their dreams crash again and again, month after wearying month.

   Care. Truly care. Don’t just care to settle your curiosity. Invite her and her husband out for supper some evening to your favorite restaurant. Leave the children behind for a double date or take them along. Invite them to your house for supper and invite them to stay for family worship. They miss relating to children and their lives. Evenings can get long for a childless couple. Take an interest in their lives and what they do. Don’t just assume they don’t have much going. Sometimes they are so busy because so many folks assume they are getting bored or have the time to do this or that. They can be exhausted too. Please talk about your life, family, or a funny thing your child did that day to them…just don’t complain. If you have accepted where you are in life, she will sense that. I love when ladies include me in their lives. I find it hard to relate to the ones who share nothing about their lives because they are scared it will hurt me. That’s not relationship. Maybe ask her if you wonder if it is hard for her to hear you talk about whatever.

~Things to do for those struggling with infertility:

* Be aware of days that might be extra hard for her. Send her a text or a card, and let her know you’re thinking of her when there’s a new baby in the congregation and all the extra buzz surrounding it — birthing stories, baby meal schedules, and baby-looks-just-like-mom discussions. It’s easy for her to feel like everyone else is being handed miracles and she is left sitting on the sidelines year after year after year. It doesn’t change her situation but sometimes knowing someone cares makes the day a little brighter.


* Share your babies. Each person is different on this. Please ask them beforehand instead of just assuming they would love if you handed them your baby in church.

* Talk about it. Don’t let it be a huge white elephant in the room. Ask questions if you’re not sure how to relate. Ask if there’s anything you can do to make her feel more accepted and connected in the circle of ladies you’re a part of. Ask what discussions are painful for her to find herself in. Ask her how she’s coping on this journey she’s traveling. Ask if it makes it easier or harder to be offered babies to hold. Ask instead of just assuming. Ask questions that give you better knowledge on how to relate and care for her heart, not nosy questions that give you information to feed the gossip chain.


    * Tell them early when you are pregnant, etc. Before she has time to overhear discussions on morning sickness and smock patterns and get suspicious. Her mind and ears are probably on high alert to those subjects and it’s painful when she realizes she’s been left out of the loop.

   * Drop off a meal or breakfast casserole just because. She has never received baby meals and most likely has made lots for others while tears slid down her cheeks. Remember her with flowers or food or chocolate sometimes “just because.” And try to remember her on her birthday. She has very few times in her life that she is pampered by her friends. It’s easy for her to feel she’s the one that’s always giving, always serving, with no morning sickness, baby bump, or colicky newborn as a “reason” to sit back and take it easy.

   * Include them in your family life. Invite them for supper, to join on a camping trip or another trip somewhere.

* Be intentional about subjects and conversations you can connect on outside of motherhood talk. Do you have a hobby in common? Invite her to sew or scrapbook or bake at your house. Go shopping together and purposely stay out of the baby department and off of those topics. Instead look at fabric or furniture or browse the book sections at the second-hand store. Sit and sip coffee together and ask her about her life, her hobbies and her interests. You have plenty of friends to talk baby stuff over with; this time focus on subjects that connect with her heart.

   * Invite them in to join you in the nursery. We can’t help but notice you are in there with your babies and talking, but it’s just not our place.

   * Have your little children give them gifts or cards. It means the world to get a brand- new children’s book handed to you from the hands of your friend’s two- year- old.

   * Pray for her and let her know that at times. Love her and accept her just as she is. There will be times she puzzles you, times she hurts you with her seeming lack of interest in your life and your babies. Remember her grief is a private one – a grief that usually isn’t tangible. If she never buried babies there are no dates to remember, no graves to visit and lay flowers on, no photo book to look at, no memory corner filled with treasures in her living room… just an empty nothingness that stretches on and on without a beginning and an end. It’s difficult to find closure to a grief like that.   

~ Things to do for those who have a miscarriage:

  • Order in a supper for them or take them a meal. A week of meals means so much after losing a baby.
  • Order a bouquet of flowers online or take her some.
  • My mom drove four hours decked with lavender scented lotion and a flannel sheet and gave me a full body massage. So comforting.
  • Give them a gift certificate for a massage.
  • Order Chocolate covered strawberries online thru Sherri’s Berries or make a plate of them
  • Invite her to a tea party the day of her due date along with 1-2 other friends. She’s dreading that day, but will not get anything around most likely. It is just therapy to get out of the quiet, lonely house. Make sure she does not spend the day alone!
  • Give a gift in memory of the baby they lost- a gray flannel Blanket, white teddy bear, a plaque, a book
  • Make a picnic basket for them to take on a picnic the day of her due date or close to it. This could also be done for your friend who has no children…just to show you care.
  • A sunshine basket from the church ladies

~Things not to say (that I have heard):

    Relax. Maybe you are trying too hard to conceive.

    Just hang in there. You will have a baby. (Are you God?)

    You can have my children for practice tonight.

    You can just do anything whenever you want! (Actually, we are very normal and have jobs and things to do just like you.)

    At least you haven’t waited as long as so and so yet. (Who’s to say we won’t’?)

    Are you staying busy with anything? (You can feel like they think you sit around every day.)

    Maybe your baby was deformed. Then this is better.

    It has to be easier to deal with the grief of losing a baby than to have a son run away from home like so and so had last week. (I can hardly process all that right now. I’m just trying to get thru my own grief.)

    It is very common for ladies to miscarry at least once in their lifetime. The next one will probably be fine. (Are you God?)

    “At least…” Any comment beginning with at least is not usually comforting to the grieving.

    At least you know you can get pregnant.

    At least there are no other children to take care of while you heal.

    Having another child or adopting will probably help you forget. (No! No child will take the place of the one we lost.)

    Why don’t you try to figure out more what’s wrong with your body and give it a rest before you try again? (We definitely have.)

     At least it’s not like you have given birth and have all the pains of that. (Obviously you have never felt the pain of a miscarriage. The upheaval of hormones. The confused body. The terrible labor and then in the end a dead baby with 10 little toes and fingers just perfect as can be that you need to bury and let go. I can’t process how it compares or doesn’t to a full- term birth right now.)

Things you can say… 

   I care and am praying for you.

   I can’t imagine what you are going thru, but I care.

   How are you really doing?

   Would this and this be too hard for you or would you enjoy it?

   We appreciate the place you and your husband fill here. No one else can take your place.

   We really admire the way you have accepted your journey and what God has called you to go thru. We don’t understand, but imagine it can’t be easy. We pray for you.

Just a simple, caring attitude will be felt with very few words. Acting like what they are going thru is nothing new or you’ve been there and done that and know of others who have had it way worse etc. will not reach their hearts. Compassion. Care. Prayer.

Luanne Mast lives in Colorado at the foot of the Rockies with her husband Lynford. She enjoys the outdoors, the view of the mountains, a clean house, cooking, and relationships (especially serving coffee or tea to her husband or friends while catching up on life). They both come from large families and enjoy all the company that brings. They have been working at an adoption from Columbia since December 2019 and are waiting to be matched. If you wish to reach out to her, she would love to hear from you. 91luanne@gmail.com

Homemade Wipes and Honest Diapers

As all moms of littles know, wet wipes are a must for both hands and bottoms! Especially for on the road and away from home. I’d like to share with you alternatives to regular, chemical laden wipes. Please be careful what kind of wipes you use especially for babies. They’re skin is thinner and extra sensitive. And a lot of wipes have chemicals in them that are absorbed right into your baby’s skin and can also cause diaper rashes. (I would also be really careful what kind of soap, lotion and powder you use for baby but that’s a complete other subject!😊)

To make homemade baby wipes, cut a roll of Bounty paper towels in half. The ‘select a size’ kind is nice. Set the half roll in a large, empty coffee can. It fits perfectly! Now, mix up the following solution and pour evenly over the paper towels.

1 1/2 cups water

1 Tablespoon coconut oil or olive oil

1 Tablespoon witch hazel

1 Tablespoon aloe vera

2 Tablespoons liquid Castile soap

Set the container upside down for a day or so, to help it distribute evenly, before setting upright. I like to take out the middle cardboard piece because the towels are easier to cut and plus, then you can start pulling out the wipes from the center of the roll.

Now, you can also make hand wet wipes using the same method. Following is the solution for that.

1 1/2 cups water

1 Tablespoon witch hazel

2 Tablespoons liquid Castile soap or Lemongrass Tea Tree foaming liquid soap

5 – 8 drops each of any or all of these essential oils- lemon, orange, tea tree, eucalyptus.

If I have these on hand, I really like to use Doterra’s oil blends called Onguard and Purify. These are both especially good for targeting germs.

Pour over a half roll of paper towels.

If you want a safe wet wipe that you can just buy instead of making, I definitely recommend Water Wipes! I love these! They are 99.9% water and 0.1% grapefruit seed extract. These are actually what I use for my baby. And I’ve also switched to these for hand wipes for the road too, because of convenience. Now for these I make the same solution that I use for the paper towel hand wipes, except I only use 1 cup of water. You can use even less water if you want to, but I like to rather have mine a little extra wet than too dry. They clean better that way.

Take the wipes out of the pack and place a thin layer in the bottom of a container. Pour on a bit of the solution, then layer more wipes, solution, wipes, solution, etc until the wipes are all layered in container. It helps distribute the oils and soap more evenly this way.

My family has been away from synthetic smells for so long that we all hate scented wipes, soaps etc! But we love these! They smell so much better, plus they’re way better for your skin too!

And one more thing you can do with this same solution recipe. You can pour it into a small spray bottle and use it as hand sanitizer! Shake before use. Of course it’s not gel like the alcohol laden sanitizer is, but this will be a lot healthier for you! Simple, easy solutions for those germy hands, big or little! 👐🖐🖐

Witch hazel can be found in the health and beauty department at Walmart. They also carry the Water Wipes in the baby department or you can find them at Target too. The Liquid Castile soap we buy by the gallon from Amazon because it’s a staple in our house. Or you can also find it in most any health food store.

When Josie was born, I tried out several kinds of safer pampers. It wasn’t long until I had a favorite and that one is still my favorite now with Reece! The Honest Company makes a super absorbent, hypoallergenic and ultra soft diaper. They’re made without latex, fragrances/lotions and chlorine. They are made with plant derived materials and are very good quality! The diapers fit snugly and I hardly remember messes ever leaking out the sides because these hold so well!! They absorb super good too! And my babies pretty much don’t get diaper rashes. I contribute that a lot to diapers and wipes free of chlorine and other chemicals. Most diapers are bleached with chlorine and when they have chlorine, dioxins will be present too. Dioxins can do damage to the body, plus it is a carcinogen.

The Honest pampers are of course more expensive but we feel it’s worth it (think of your baby’s delicate skin and what all its absorbing). You can buy these from Amazon or Target and the prices are about the same. One thing that’s nice at Target is that they frequently run a sale that when you buy two boxes, you get a $10 gift card for the store!

Of course using cloth diapers for your baby would be a very good option but I am just plum not that virtuous! 🤨 If you are, kudos to you!!

And please, I do not want to make anyone feel guilty for what you are using for your baby! However, I would encourage you to at least check into healthier options and see what you could do differently. There are other safe alternatives besides what I shared, but this is what I like and have found works well for us.