Meet GigglesI am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom. more...
The start of foreverBrett and I got married 8 years, 3 months, and 8 days ago.
Posts I’m Proud Of
What I’m Reading
- AmandaStretch - February 14th and 15th and the Olympics
- AmandaStretch - February 12th and 13th at the Olympics
- AmandaStretch - Olympics Day One and Two
- AmandaStretch - Olympics Opening Ceremony Commentary
- Brett - I’m feeling very Olympic today!
- AmandaStretch - I’m feeling very Olympic today!
- Brett - Groundhog Party!
Category Archives: Infertility
I took down our Christmas tree today and Brett, referencing “The Forgotten Carols” asked if I cry every time I take it down. I told him I’ve only cried taking the tree down once, and that was January 2012. Keep reading
When last we left our “how to” series (“How to Make a Baby” and “How to Make a Sibling (or two)”) I thought we’d written the final chapter and sent it to press. Turns out I was wrong. God had a very exciting epilogue he wanted to write. An epilogue we didn’t find out about until it was well on its way to the printer. But that’s part of the story. And I’m getting ahead of myself. So here’s what we believe is the exciting conclusion with the wonderfully unexpected. Keep reading
“No love in mortality comes closer to approximating the pure love of Jesus Christ than the selfless love a devoted mother has for her child.” … The love of a mother does not require the physical presence of a child to be selfless and devoted. Keep reading
A question was posed in church this morning about why people dealing with certain trials needed to come out and tell everyone what their trials are. Shouldn’t they just keep that to themselves since it’s really nobody’s business to begin with? … You might not need to know the details of my mortal struggles. But if you don’t know my struggles you can’t know me. Keep reading
I’m crafty gosh darn it! And several times I cried because of all the things I could make and do, I couldn’t make people. … It is an incredible blessing. The potential that these mortal and imperfect bodies have is immense. And it has very little to do with my crafting abilities and what I can do with a sewing machine or a glue gun. … I don’t want to forget that the role I played wasn’t the only role. It took me, Brett, our fertility doctor, the embryologist, the scientists and doctors over the last 40 years who made IVF as successful as it is today, a quick thinking/working OB, and God. He is the ultimate Creator. Just look at all the people He’s made. Keep reading
On my left hand I wear the wedding band Brett gave me when we got married seven years ago next week. When I’m not changing diapers so much I’ll wear the engagement ring he gave me again as well. I love the simple symbol it is of our love and marriage and the promises that holds. I wanted something similar for our kids. It needed to fit my style which meant something simple and something that wouldn’t get in the way, so traditional jewelry was out. And I needed it to also acknowledge the two we lost and believe we will have in heaven. Keep reading