About

With our littlest love, born November 2023.


I'm Mandi. My husband, David, and I have been married since July 2010 and are the parents of eleven children, six this side of eternity. Lucia was born Dec 2011. My pregnancy and delivery were absolutely perfect and healthy so we never imagined we would have fertility problems in our future. But my next four pregnancies resulted in the loss of four children in the first trimester (Francis Michael - 10 weeks, Oct 2013; Julian Gabriel - 10 weeks, Feb 2014; Adrienne Rafael - 4 weeks, Oct 2014; Christian Michael - 9 weeks, Dec 2014). Our son was conceived one week after I had a laparoscopy surgery to remove endometriosis and he was born in November 2015. His birth in the car, while unconventional and very unexpected, was incredibly healing and an answer to so many prayers after several years of depression due to our losses and a pregnancy full of anxiety.

Since then, we have been blessed with four more living daughters in August 2017, November 2019, September 2021, and November 2023. We also lost another baby to a very early miscarriage (Valentine Gabriel - 4 weeks, Feb 2023). 

As Catholics, we accept the Church's teachings on contraception, procreation, and the dignity of all life. (Well, we accept the Church's teaching on everything, but those are the things that apply here.) We also believe in the love of God and that suffering can serve a higher purpose.

I previously blogged at Messy Wife, Blessed Life and see my newer writing endeavors at Show Yourself a Mother.




Most of the photos I use on the blog (unless they are personal photos) are from Unsplash

5 comments:

  1. Hm, I just tried to leave a comment and I'm not sure if it went through or not so I'll try again.

    Hi Mandi, I've been thinking about you a lot lately and went to your old blog which led me here. I'm so sorry to hear that you've lost four more children to miscarriage. I know all too well the pain of losing a child. I'll be sure to add your family to my prayers.

    I also wanted to reach out to you because my husband just applied to a job with the diocese of Raleigh. If I remember correctly that's where you and David live, is that right? If you wanted to I'd love if you could email me anything you can about the diocese and how you like living in Raleigh. I'm specifically interested in how much it would be to rent a 3 bedroom townhome or house and other costs of living. I would also love to offer you any support you need through your miscarriages. If you ever want to "talk" or have any specific prayer requests, please feel free to email me. Big hugs.

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  2. Mandi, I found you in the comments on Mama Loves Coffee this morning. I am praying for you! I have had two miscarriages so I know a little of what you are talking about, but not really. I run a blog called Conversation with Women that consists of anonymous posts contributed by guest bloggers about their struggles, but ultimately the joy they have found in living church teaching. Would you please check it out and consider contributing in order to support others in your situation?

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  3. I am so sorry about your losses. I have lost 5 babies to miscarriages and no living children.

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  4. Can I share a poem I wrote for my son Zion, I miscarried at 5 months last week.

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  5. To my Zion..

    You are strong and everything Iam not.

    You bring joy that will never be forgot. Reminding me how solid love makes you, stronger than any rock.

    Words cannot express the gift I have been blessed with and the happiness I now possess.

    The second chance, to reap the plant of a good harvest, in this world of darkness makes the hardest obstacle seem more than possible.

    Suddenly, iam lost to no longer be able to be so motherly, denied the opportunity to love abundantly, so suddenly, and so unluckily, I am lost, alone, to face a reality that makes it hard to breathe, left alone feeling incomplete,begging and praying this is just a bad daydream.

    And there I lie, striped of my self esteem, torn apart in volitile and silent screams. You were so strong but this was not the place were u belonged, that's why this bond could no longer be prolonged.

    Thank you for your love that you gave, liberating me from the normal feeling of being trapped in a cave, forcibly having to pretend to be brave l. Enslaved to the familiar cold wave of my life's experience- disappointment and rejection, the product of one constantly unloved.

    But now you have gone to share your love from above, and now I realise you were a gift from above anything but the definition of me unloved.

    Till we meet my Zion, my son, my strength, you are now my reason to go to any and every length, the reason to correct all of my imperfections, known and unknown to me as I reflect on the rejection of our shared conception.

    Till we meet my one day my love, my son, that day when we are ready, on that day when I no longer wish your loss to be undone.. The day I get to see you run, into my arms where you belong. The day we are reunited, filled with excitement, and suddenly reminded why, for a time we had to be divided.

    I miss you and your exhuming love, the ultimate sacrifice given from the Most High from above. You were called away with the greatest task of them all, your purpose was to complete your calling,and prove there is such as an unfailing love, your destiny was to be the definition of what is Truelove.

    I miss you even though I am with u and u with me. The significance of your name is proof of your love and strength of which you have bestowed on me, which will last forevermore: Psalm 125:1-2
    "Those who trust in the LORD Are as Mount Zion, which cannot be moved but abides forever. As the mountains surround Jerusalem, So the LORD surrounds His people From this time forth and forever."

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