The Mother in Me

One of the advantages I enjoy from teaching online is flexibility. As long as I have an internet connection I can grade papers and answer students’ questions at 7am from a cafe, or at 11pm from my couch in my PJs. Such convenience can be burdensome at times, especially when I receive a flurry of... Continue Reading →

On Feeling Invisible

Note: This is a journal-style reflection that I wrote during a difficult moment during my journey of infertility. While it was written a few years ago, I think (I hope) that it can still speak to the hearts of those carrying the cross of infertility, and in particular childlessness (no living children) – a cross... Continue Reading →

Finding Motherhood in Infertility

My soul went groping all the past years through Searching the barren deserts, for a dream, A mirage, some foreknowledge or a gleam Of that long-waited day that should bring you. Excerpt from To D.E.C.— A Daughter by Frances Chesterton (From How Far Is It To Bethlehem: The Plays and Poetry of Frances Chesterton) When... Continue Reading →

Always Expecting

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. In fact, it was supposed to be completely different. I glance a few feet from me to the Christmas tree, decked with ornaments my husband and I each brought from “another life,” and those we share as witnesses to a union that took us by surprise. Our first... Continue Reading →

An Open Invitation

Welcome to Springs in the Desert, the home of an apostolate dedicated to spiritually and emotionally supporting women and couples as they navigate the frustration, pain and difficulty of infertility. While our experiences are each unique to us, we are women who know how deeply felt the emotions surrounding infertility are, and we too experience... Continue Reading →

A God at Hand, Part I

I don’t know about you, but the experience of infertility has involved a lot of weeping for me - a whole lot of weeping, often in strange places, frequently in front of perfect strangers and about procedures both bizarre and invasive. On a fall day in 2006, I was weeping on the floor of a... Continue Reading →

Stay

I’ve always been able to enter into the season of Advent fairly easily. As the days got shorter and weather colder, I felt free to give myself permission to join with Mary’s soul in the joyful expectation of our Lord’s birth and also the Second Coming. I fed off of the anticipation and appreciated the... Continue Reading →

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