In 2008, John and I went on a cruise to Alaska to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. We did plenty of shopping on the trip...touristy-gotcha type shops, local markets and art studios. We were walking around Ketchikan, taking a little adventure through the residential streets when we came across this little out of the way artist studio. There were gorgeous art pieces of all kinds- paintings, wood work, jewelry, cut stones and rocks, drawings etc. One artist specialized in leather work.
I was drawn to this little pair of moccasins sitting on the shelf. How adorable! So tiny and perfect. John and I were still trying for a little one at that point so I bought them...in hopes of the best and that someday soon our little one could wear them.
Then came the miscarriages. Completely devastating.
After the miscarriage last summer, I decided I was perfectly happy with my family of five. And despite always feeling like someone was missing from our family- we were done trying. I couldn't go through another heartbreak and either could John.
About two weeks before Christmas, I wasn't feeling well and thought I might be really sick. I called my doctor and she said to come in and she'd run some labs, but first she wanted me to take a home pregnancy test. On the way to the store, I had to stop, pull over and throw up. I never throw up...unless I'm pregnant. I started hoping...
The test was positive. I called John. "Oh. Honey I'm so sorry!" were his first words. I think we women forget how hard miscarriages are on the husbands. They've lost something too and yet there they are supporting us, focusing on us and carrying the load.
Slowly the holidays passed and the weeks began to pass. Lots of labs and ultrasounds. At my last appt the dr gave me the official go ahead to be excited and hopeful! "This ones a keeper!" were her words.
So now, after nearly 3 years- we will finally be able to use these adorable little moccasins. Our little one is expected in August!