A Birthday Surprise

It is March 23 when I begin writing this. Which means it's one day away from being a week that I got the best surprise of my life. I have been in utter disbelief and joy since that day. And I pray that it only keeps getting better.

A week ago today, March 23, I was expecting another cycle to start. It felt like a normal day, no extra stress or anxiety, just waiting. I'm familiar with the fact that my cycle has not been "normal" or predictable for literal YEARS. So there are some days that I don't get too stressed about it and can be patient. And there are some days that I break down because my period is a day late, but I still get a negative pregnancy test and I get worried that all my progress is regressing.

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Tears at Church on Father's Day // Life With PCOS

Last year I wrote a post titled Not My Mother's Day. It was about my struggles and sadness about our difficulty conceiving. It was very much from my heart, and I remember crying as I wrote that post. This Mother's Day, although it did have an undertone of sadness for me, I wasn't overwhelmed with what feels like a lost. Honestly, I don't quite remember what we did on Mother's Day specifically or what our church service was even about. So it was a good day apparently.

Father's Day this year was an unexpected day of emotions, though. It was a foul ball right to the chest as I was watching birds fly by. And possibly the first time I've cried in public and at church.

It started out as a great morning, I woke up early enough to get my makeup on and dressed for church ON TIME. And I was looking forward to celebrating Father's Day with the Cowan fam out at the farm. Which included lots of delicious food!

I didn't expect the sermon at church to pull on my heart as much as it did though. It was fine honoring the dads and granddads in the church, having them stand and our church making a donation to a local organization. They did the same thing for Mother's Day to a different organization. It was nice.

Then the sermon began.

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