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Changes coming…Part 3…probably the end of it…

That’s funny. There is no end in sight when it comes to change. What I mean is, this is the last of my “Changes coming…” series…for now 🙂

This last week I’ve had a heightened awareness of the fact that we as humans are constantly on the go, in and out of the grocery store, work, school activities, running here and there, passing one another on our way to wherever it is we must be, yet we don’t really stop to ponder that every one of us has a story. We all have different things we are going through, anticipating, experiencing, at any one given time, on any given day. “You don’t know me” keeps running through my head…not with the attitude tone that you would think but instead the heartfelt sentiment that we are all crying out to truly be known. Because God made more than one of us, He wants us to see the unique gift that each of us is to the world. So I’ve been praying more for strangers. I’ve been looking at people’s faces, asking God to show me how I can pray for them, someone I don’t know, but that God knows very, very well. Someone that God loves very much. This last week as I went about my business, running here and there, passing others on my way, I knew that it was impossible for any of them to know this chapter of my story…

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Today, when checking out at the grocery store where I had been with my mom and younger sister, who, by the way, keeps calling me, like repeatedly throughout the last week and all day and who happens to be due YESTERDAY with her first baby, but not to tell me she’s in labor rather to tell me about the cute things she has seen while out shopping…ANYWAY, after hugging my mom and little pregnant bursting sister, I told the clerk that was my little sister and how weird and exciting it is that she’s going to be a mama. (SIS JUST CALLED AGAIN, but just to chat! Have my nephew already!)

Clerk: Do you have kids?

Me, thinking: Well, I lost one through miscarriage 10 years ago. I have one spectacular specimen of a human who is almost 7 years old, my sweet daughter Emily who I can’t get enough of. I also have one fabulous little man named Noah, oh so handsome and perfect, that was with me for 7 short months but now resides with the Creator of the Universe. And then, another one, not sure if it was a boy or girl who was due December 25th of this year that I am currently miscarrying…yeah, today, right now…actually for the last week, to be exact…

Me, actually speaking now: I have one daughter who is almost 7. She’s pretty great!

Clerk: I have a 19 and 16 year old. The 19 year old just moved out of the house.

Me: I’m sure that is exciting but was it also hard? I will be so sad when that day comes.

Clerk: It was sad for me, but thankfully she lives in town, so we still hang out.

Me: That’s great! And how about your 16 year old? Is he in high school, then?

Clerk: He’s a sophomore and he is trouble!

Me: Oh man, I’m sorry. That can be a rough age for some.

Clerk: He’s getting a little better.

Clerk: Well, I hope your nephew comes soon! Have a good day!

Me: You too! Have a really great weekend!

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I can’t explain the peace that the Lord has given me. Over the past week I took a pen and wrote my heart out in a letter to Noah regarding my feelings about the miscarriage I am currently experiencing. It was therapeutic to get it out so then I typed it in a Word document, thinking I would share it here, but it was 4.5 pages long! God has really moved in my heart regarding this last week and has shown me some interesting things I’ll write at some point. Jason and I are obviously disappointed that we weren’t able to tell Em that she was going to have a baby brother or sister. We wanted to tell her first so she could tell everyone else, but for reasons we do not know, this sweet child was not meant for here. For the longer version, the letter I wrote to Noah, I’ve included it below. Thank you all for your prayers over the last few years. I know many of you have prayed for us to be able to conceive again. I trust God with those details and if it is His will, I am not discouraged to try again…

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(This is neither the content nor the way in which I thought I’d share this news…because it wasn’t the news I thought I’d be sharing…)


(This has not been edited…it’s just my heart on paper…)

Noah, I miss you. Mommy was pregnant and I have to tell you, I was excited! You see, your big sis misses you and quite honestly, she was made to be a helper and nurturer. Without you around, she gets bored and lonely sometimes. She has good friends and obviously mommy and daddy, but I now you were very special to her, little guy. Lately she’s been talking about how much she loves babies and how she’d love a little brother or sister. The problem is, I can’t make promises I can’t keep. I would love to magically snap my fingers and have a sibling appear, but I have no magical powers. I suppose trust is a bit of “magic”, and I definitely have trust. I trust God with all of me. He is smarter and bigger and I know that even thought my heart wants certain things, it doesn’t mean they line up with the bigger picture. So, in April of 2009, I found out I was pregnant. I told your daddy and he was excited! He said, “Let’s wait a little while and then let’s tell Emily first.” Well, I sort of followed that directive. I told my friend, Dr. Julie because I needed her help and support. Then I told my sweet friend, Pearl’s mommy, because I knew she wouldn’t leak the info and that she’d pray for me and that sweet baby. And then, I told your Auntie Danar. Looking back, part of me wishes I hadn’t told her, not because she’s a leaker because she’s not, but because she is pregnant with your cousin. It’s actually why I told her because she told me she was pregnant while we were in NYC on our 40 mile walk, and because never in a million years did I dream that I’d be pregnant at the same time as my little sister. So, for me, Noah, it was an honor to share even just a few weeks of pregnancy with her. Anyway, buddy, I’m not sure how it works or if you two have met, but I had a miscarriage before I had Emily. One day I started to have a little spotting and then that very same day daddy took mommy to the hospital and we lost a sweet little baby we never got to meet. Em later decided that was her big sister Rosie…I figured it was fine for her own heart to decide who that was. Well, having Emily and then you has taught me so much about “treasure”. So, when I found out I was pregnant, after much prayer and a lot of time (almost 4 years since I had been pregnant with you) I was at peace and hopeful for whatever was in store…even if it wasn’t my ideal scenario…whatever the heck that is, right?! Well, I want you to know, I prayed for the sweet baby in my belly. Daddy and I thanked God for the blessing of pregnancy and prayed for your little brother or sister, that they would be a lover of God and a follower of Him all of its days. Even though I hadn’t gained one pound, I held my belly at night when I went to bed and thanked God for whatever His will was. Now, let me back up a minute because there is something even richer you must know about my God and how very in love with me He is…

10 years ago or so, I went to a women’s conference where a Jewish Rabbi shared about the feasts of the Jews and how the line up with the gestation of a baby. I was fascinated! I don’t know where my notes are from that day but I said to the Lord that it would be my desire to have a child during the feasts of the Jews. He knew. I hadn’t stopped thinking of that but then, when you died, I also thought it would be redemptive to have a January baby. And then, I just laughed at myself because, really Noah, Mommy can do her part when it comes to making babies, but that’s about it…And then, of course, when I did the math, wrong mind you, your daddy wasn’t going to be in town during critical dates, dates which I thought would bring a January child. And then, I took the test…and there were two stripes. I went on the computer to calculate my due date. Well, my sweet little man, you must know how surprised I was when December 25, 2009 showed up on the screen! Only God, truly, only He could have done such a thing for my heart!! You see, the beginning of the feast in relation to the gestation of a baby starts with Passover and the final feast is the Festival of Lights, Hanukkah, and in Christendom, Christmas Day…the symbolic day the child came into the world and out into the light! Oh buddy, I couldn’t wait to shout it out and tell the world! I even brainstormed fun ways to tell Em so she could tell her grandparents and aunts and uncles. The Twitters & Facebook status one-liners were flying through my head as to how to tell people we don’t really know but that we love and who have loved us and prayed for us over the years…all because of your sweet life, Noah. Want to hear some of Mommy’s silliness?

Adrienne Graves:…is curious if anyone has any geriatric maternity clothes she could borrow?

…saw two stripes…

…is feeling a little sickish but it’s not even morning…

…snuck and found out her Christmas present…can you guess what she’ll get?

…will be 56 at her kid’s high school graduation…you do the math!

…went and got herself ‘knocked-up’!

…is in the family way.

…never thought she’d be pregnant at 16 years of marriage! She could have her own built in babysitter by now!

Well, then I started spotting. Many women I know have spotted throughout their pregnancies, but still, in the back of my mind, miscarriage lingered. I told the Lord that I trusted Him but that I wasn’t keen on the idea of losing another kid but that if the child was not meant for here, I trusted Him. The spotting lasted all through the weekend and into the early week, and then, it started getting more intense, coupled with cramping. I called my Ob who I had hoped to avoid until around week 36 (kidding) and got an appt for Tuesday. So, yes, little man, what I knew was happening was taking place over Mother’s Day weekend. Some might find that crappy but it helped me treasure my moments with your sister and truly be thankful for what I have. I recognized about 3 of the girls in the office. They all loved your sis when she’d come to yours and my appts. We headed back to the ultrasound room and waited for Mommy’s sweet doc. That’s a story for another day, Noah, but God introduced us for some reason, on an airplane (Mommy talks to strangers on airplanes) before I was even pregnant with you. He is a part of this beautiful story…Well, after “Hi’s!” and him telling us he was proud of us for even trying again, He said, let’s take a look. I said, “Before we proceed with an ultrasound, we don’t have any money or insurance…do you happen to have any charitable donations today?!” Hey, it can’t hurt to ask! I just Praise GOD that we had great insurance while you were with us, Noah!

The scene before me was as I suspected. Doc said, “There’s a yolk sack, and that right there looks embryonic, but it doesn’t look right…and there’s no heart or heart beat. You are right, you’re having a miscarriage.” He said he was sorry, that we could spend a few thousand dollars to analyze the tissue to see what was wrong with it but that what it would confirm is that something was not right so my body was miscarrying. He also knew it wouldn’t have mattered, that I would have had that kid either way, so he encouraged me to head home to rest and let my body do what it had already begun doing. I asked if it was because I had ‘old eggs’. He said that 1 in 3 pregnancies over 35 end in miscarriage. I said, “So, does that mean I have to try 2 more times?” He looked at your daddy and said, “I hope you try a lot more than that!” He’s silly. I said to Doc, “God has designed our bodies in a way to naturally miscarry, and this one wasn’t meant for here.” I said, “We always wanted 2-4 kids…now we have 4, only one at home…I just thought more would be here and not there…” Then I asked the doc if he would deliver my next kid. He said, “If it’s before 6:00 pm! Actually, I stopped taking call 2 years ago…but I’ll deliver yours.” I said, “That’s good since you were fishing when Noah was born!”

So, buddy, long story longer, I can’t begin to describe the peace and hope I have in my heart. I am popping the pain med and trudging through this very painful and uncomfortable step, but I’m not discouraged. Your little brother or sister wasn’t made for here. I’m not going to lie that I, along with your daddy, big sis, and your whole cheering section would love one to ‘stick’. I have learned to be content with much and with little.

And to think that god would bless my heart to show me His love by allowing me the privilege of being pregnant during the feasts, even if my Christmas morning will look differently than I dreamed, well, that just blows me away! I mean, I could have been due anytime and been grateful! He gives us the desires of our hearts sometimes, but it doesn’t mean those line up with His more perfect will. I trust Him.

One last note, did you know that your Mommy feels honored to have been pregnant at the same time as some of the most amazing women that walk this earth? It’s true! Their love for the Lord and their families is inspiring…and I was among them for a short time: DBF, KS, HJC, LC, MD, RG, VH, CB, AAB, to name a few. They did not know, but watching their journeys encouraged my heart.

So buddy, that is the story. Eventually I will share this with Em, but since we hadn’t even told her the good news yet, it’s hard to start with the bad! I will trust God to show me when to share with her and I’ll trust Him to give me the words to speak. She already knows I had one before she was born…it just stinks to have to add to her list of siblings in Heaven!

Just writing this was therapeutic for my heart! Even though part of me wanted to quietly go about this, another part felt strongly to encourage any one else out there on a similar portion of the journey to know you are not alone. I am so sorry for your disappointment and loss! I pray that your heart’s would heal and that you, too, would find hope by trusting God. I know it seems crappy and unfair but if we’d stop measuring our circumstances to some invisible standard of what “she” or “they” have and trust in a more beautiful perspective then loss and grief and suffering will look differently. In light of why I exist, suffering, loss, and grief were some of the key ingredients to why I am able to live by grace…Jesus endured all those things, along with those who loved and followed Him but instead of ending in tragedy it opened the door to hope.

41 thoughts on “Changes coming…Part 3…probably the end of it…

  1. I wish I had words for you…I don’t, only tears and the hope that He is the same yesterday, today and forever.

    I love you Ade…more than you know.

  2. Oh, Adrienne. I’m crying at my keyboard wishing it wasn’t too late to call you. I’m so, so sorry. I’m glad you have peace.

    I found those days of waiting for my body to do what it needed to to be really hard. Praying for you and Jason. And your sister.

  3. Adrienne,
    I’m so sorry to hear about your loss. Praying that you will feel God wrapping his loving arms around you during this time. Thank you for being willing to share with us. Sending lots of love your way!

  4. I’m so, so sorry.
    I’ve had 2 this past year & contemplating hanging up my eggs at 37! How do people go thru this without Jesus? Our God is AWESOME; faithful Friend, Daddy, Comforter. He is our All in ALL. Thinking of you + keeping you in my prayers.

  5. Adrienne,

    The Lord is faithful and He will bless you. I believe that with all my heart. This is NOT the end of the “Changes coming..” I pray it is only the beginning.

    Noah has a new brother or sister in Heaven. Sounds like you have several blessings waiting for you to get to Heaven. That will be a glorious day for sure.

    I pray that the Lord continue to minister His love to you and that your blessings on earth have their day in the sun.

    With love…..

  6. i can’t say that i know how you’re feeling, but my heart aches for you as a mommy with a posse of kiddos. i love your sincerity in your letter to little Noah and i bet all three of your babies are having a BIG time praising the Lord right now… and they love you and Jason and Em.

    the Lord does good and IS good, and He is working out something wonderful in your heart.

    praying for you..

  7. I haven’t commented on your blog in a while but still read. I don’t really have any words but that I am sorry and as always encouraged by your heart’s response to our faithful, mysterious God. Thank you for your brave honesty and for sharing your story with us. We are all blessed by it.

  8. adrienne…
    your heart is so beautiful and i am so thankful you’ve decided to share it with us. may God continue to embrace you as he has so many times before. i pray for you and for the time you share with emily. that her heart can somehow understand God’s plan is more times than not, different than our own. strength. peace. hope. all of this i pray for you. may God bless you and be with you always.
    shannon stinson

  9. Adrienne, Praying for God to soothe any pain that you or Jason are feeling with His very own presence. . .and praising God for your faith. With prayers for continued peace that passes understanding, Erika

  10. Adrienne,

    I’m so very sorry. I’ve been through a full term stillbirth and a miscarriage at 10 weeks. It’s tough. Be good to yourself and may you be at peace with it.
    ((hugs))..

  11. Adrienne,
    No magic words here… just I’m so sorry and you are being lifted up in my prayers. I pray that the God of peace will grant you just that, for we know that He does give a peace that passes understanding. Warm hugs from Georgia,

    Erin

  12. That in which a caterpillar calls “the end”, God calls a butterfly.

    Perseverence prevails.

    Praying for your heart.

  13. I will keep praying for you and Jason. It’s so hard to trust God’s ways when He has the power to give us our heart’s desire. I just know that His timing is perfect.
    My heart aches for you and yet another loss, but I’m also glad that you will have more loved ones to spend all eternity with- praising God for His ways- forever!
    “now we know in part, then we will know fully…”
    In my own life, I had a miscarriage and then 2 weeks later was pregnant again. I didn’t even know that was possible. That baby was my Wyndham. God had a special plan for her life all along.
    I think you would look great with a pregnant belly in a family Christmas photo this year. Or next. God has something planned for you. If there’s another baby for your family, it will come to you. No matter what you do.
    Love and prayers…with Hope. xoxo

  14. I just read your post last night and was in tears for you. I am so sorry to hear about your loss. So VERY sorry!! Please know that we are praying for you, Jason and Emily. May the peace of God rule and reign in your hearts and may you feel His loving arms around you…especially now.

    Dana

  15. I wish there was something I could do, to change the outcome.
    I admire your strength.

    Don’t give up Adrienne! You are teaching me to be brave in situations that are not as heavy for my own heart. You’re one of my hero’s. My heart is always heavy with sorrow for you. I keep Noah in my thoughts, and prayers, constently.

    Keeping you in my heart and prayers,

    Chantal

  16. OH Adrienne…I can’t stop the tears from pouring…I haven’t commented in a while, but always read your posts and pray for you all. I am in the weeks past my recent miscarriage, so your post hit so close to home…I understand the grief and the questioning, but as always, you were an inspiration to me to know that God is always in control. Thanks for the words I needed to hear….may your spirit be lifted as you hear the support and love coming from all of us – across the miles.

    Love and prayers- Wendy Lewis (Solomon)

  17. Oh sweet Adrienne, you are so kind and brave to share your stories with the world. Too many of us experience this life changing type of loss and there is no easy way through it. I pray for this child in heaven and I pray for your earthly family. Please know I am thinking of you.

    Tiffany

  18. I’m so very sorry for your loss and so grateful that you share your unfaltering faith with all of us. Praying for your heart and for your family!

  19. Been reading for awhile and felt compelled to leave a comment…may the Lord lavish His peace and grace on you. May you know His love in all things…

    Praying for you…

    ~ dana

  20. I am so very sorry. Your letter to Noah was absolutely beautiful. Even in sorrow you are encouraging to others. I have been praying for you for a couple of weeks now. You have really been on my mind but I wasn’t sure why(we have been without internet. Now I know why God laid it on my heart to pray for you. I am praying for you..

  21. I am so behind on your blog and just read this post. I am just so sorry, but love that we serve a God that can show us little bits of Himself even in our immense pain.

    You are very much an inspiration to me!!

  22. I am currently going through a miscarriage with my first baby. It is so hard. I pray that you are finding plenty of comfort during this time.

  23. I found your blog today from McMama. Your post is so gentle and filled with love. I also lost a much hoped for pregnancy a few weeks ago, one week before Mothers Day. I had been asking God for a baby in 2010, and my due date was 1/1/2010. My wish was granted.
    This is my blog http://ourbabythomas.blogspot.com

  24. Oh girl, I haven’t been on here in a while…I didn’t think this much time had passed. Your note to Noah touched my heart and moved me in so may ways! I LOVE how you are so REAL!

    Can’t even imagine girl. You inspire me to cling to Jesus’ feet and really trust in the Lord! What an amazing writer, woman, example, and mommy you are!!!!

    My heart goes out to you and I will continually pray for the to comfort you and give you the amazing peace that only He can bring.

    Love you girl!

  25. Just listened to you interviewing MckMama. I came on your blog to see what had happened to your sweet Noah and then found this letter to him, about your mc. I’m so sorry :(. I have had the heart-ache of two mc’s as well. My son is 8 (pretty close to your daughter’s age) and I had so desperately wanted a sibling for him. I tried :(. I had a mc at 9 weeks when my son was 2.5 yrs. And then when he was 6 I found myself pregnant again only to miscarry at 1 day shy of 12 weeks. Devastation is the word…
    I am so sorry for your loss of Noah .. that has to be 100 times worse than a mc.
    My son asks me why I didn’t have more children. I’m 43 now, it’s a little to late to risk ttc. I’m sad for him, I don’t know what to tell him. I said I guess God just thought you were so special that you would be an only. What do you tell your daughter? Anyway .. your interview with mckmama was great I think I will listen to your show more often!
    Sarah (montreal, Canada)

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