I don’t know how I do it. But every month I begin again.
Negative. Grieve. Rest. Begin again.
Seven years of beginning again. And I want you to know — that is not weakness. That is the most ferocious kind of faith I know.
I don’t begin again because I’m not tired. I begin again because He is still God. And His timing has never once been wrong. Even when mine would have been different.
Next month I begin again. And I’m taking you with me. 💛
Drop a 💛 if you’re beginning again this month.
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Starting over is never easy, especially when it involves deeply personal and painful challenges like infertility. Over the years, I've learned that the process of beginning again isn’t about weakness—it's about the strength to carry on despite setbacks. Personally, facing infertility means navigating a complex mix of emotions: grief when treatments don’t work, frustration during the long waits, and hopeful anticipation with each new attempt. What has helped me most is grounding myself in faith and the belief that there is a greater plan, even when my timing feels imperfect. I’ve found practical ways to cope that might be helpful to others walking similar paths. Setting small, achievable goals each month helps keep me motivated. Also, leaning on a community—whether online or in person—offers a vital space to share feelings, exchange advice, and draw strength from others who truly understand this journey. The hashtags like #christianinfertility and #infertilityjourney are more than trends; they’re lifelines that connect us in hope and perseverance. Each time I “begin again,” it’s a deliberate act of faith—not because I’m not tired, but because I believe that healing and a positive outcome are possible. Taking time to grieve losses and rest without guilt is equally important. It allows me to recharge emotionally and physically, preparing myself for each new attempt. This cyclical process of negative, grieve, rest, and begin again has become my rhythm and my testimony of resilience. Sharing my story openly has helped me to not feel alone and has encouraged others to speak their truths as well. If you’re also beginning again this month, know that you’re not alone. This journey demands ferocious faith, a fierce hope, and the courage to keep moving forward even when the path is unclear. Together, we hold space for each other, knowing that every restart is a step closer to the hope we hold onto.





























































































