Monthly Archives: September 2013
My first HCG injections arrived today. They are being used by my doctor to treat my estrogen and progesterone deficiencies. If you have had repeated miscarriages, post-partum depression, PCOS, severe PMS, or other gynecological issues check out the Pope Paul VI Institute and find a doctor in your area.
A couple of weeks ago one of my junior high students in my religious education class at church asked me an interesting question. She wanted to know if God sometimes does not give us what we want. I told her that sometimes he does not give us what we want because it is not what […]
This morning I felt called to write a letter, really an email, that I have wanted to write for about 10 years. This person was on my mind recently because they are forever linked to my 9-11 relief work days and September can sometimes remind me of him. I don’t mean in a longing […]
Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are a Resurrection people and hallelujah is our song. Blessed John Paul II One of the hardest parts about miscarriage is that for most OB/GYNs you have to have three before they start looking into underlying medical issues. I have had issues my entire reproductive life, but none […]
Today is the day that I find out the results of my month long hormone panel. I am working with a Catholic NaPro doctor whom I met through the Lady Dominicans. My husband and I are about to make the 2.25 hour drive to her office. I have to admit that I am nervous. I […]
I firmly believe that Our Lord has called me to the pro-life ministry and crisis pregnancy ministry. It is something that I have always been passionate about. In high school, when I had to deliver a speech on the abortion issue and why it was deeply immoral to murder the unborn, it became clear […]
Life gets busy. The pace seems to be dizzying some days and weeks. I looked at the calendar yesterday and could not believe that it is almost October. And while the sunlight tells me it is autumn, I cannot help but wonder where summer has gone? Did I sleep through it? Perhaps I was living […]