Yesterday my husband and I gave each other the gift of hope by having maternity portraits taken while I am 25 weeks pregnant. This may seem like a no-brainier to most people, but when you've had a couple of losses taking these photos feels equivalent to scaling Mt. Everest.
We had been offered these photos through Taylored to You (http://www.tayloredtoyou.org/
) a non-profit that works with couples who have suffered previous miscarriages and still births. The founder, Savannah, met us in a nearby park. Since I am on bed rest, my husband pushed me around the park in a wheelchair and most of our photos were taken sitting down. We brought along our dog, Sinjin, which added to the general excitement. Sinjin (short for St. John) is a hyperactive, 4 year old Lab who loves to chase squirrels, ducks, and geese. He certainly got his fill yesterday.
I am grateful to Savannah for taking our photos and for putting up with Sinjin's crazy antics throughout the shoot, especially as she is now pregnant as well. A few weeks ago, I'd prayed that Savannah's request to see a specialist would be approved, and was happy to learn yesterday that it had. I am praying that Savannah, who lost a baby in the third trimester, will have a living, breathing baby in her arms in the spring.
Next year, I would like to help Taylored to You with its corporate donations. I think this might be hard to manage while taking care of a newborn, but this is what I hear my heart calling me to do.
On our way home from the park, we passed a sign that read: "Fear cannot be without hope, nor hope without fear." Yesterday, it felt like hope was winning out over fear, at least for a few hours.
Today, I am grateful for non-profits and their founders, a beautiful fall day, and a hyperactive dog.