Some may call it shock. Others may call it strength. But truthfully? It was the supernatural peace only the Lord can give. If I didn’t have a real relationship with Jesus before losing my baby, I truly don’t know where I’d be today. I’m not saying it was easy. It wasn’t. I woke up crying and hyperventilating almost every night for two months. My husband would just hold me until my body gave out and I could fall asleep again. This kind of grief isn’t something you can put into words. Shortly after, my best friend and sister became pregnant….And while I was happy for them, my insides physically ached. I avoided baby aisles. Cried in parking lots after seeing pregnant women. Questioned everything… “Why me?” “Why my baby?” “Why did my body fail?” There was no way any good could come from this. But the beautiful thing about God is, He can take ashes… and make something beautiful….. IF you let Him. Something beautiful came from sharing our story. It pointed to God’s faithfulness. His love. It reached strangers around the world. It showed people that He is real. When people see the impossible parts of our story, they see the undeniable evidence of God. When they see a marriage still standing through this loss (when over 80% of couples don’t make it) they can’t deny His power. This journey didn’t highlight me. It revealed Him. “You handled that so well.” Thanks. But I can’t take the credit. This is what it looks like when you have supernatural peace…the kind only the Lord can give. #infantloss #grief #lossmom #angelbaby #faith #inspire #christian