Trial of Faith By Shaylee Ann My heart ached. My head pounded. My faith was tried. I was in agony. My womb was empty of the life that once grew there. I knew before we lost her that I would miscarry. I was cramping. I was bleeding. I was calm. The compassion I felt for […]
When I start feeling sorry for myself or overwhelmed by all the day-to-day problems and concerns in my life as a wife and mother, it often helps me to think about my great-grandmother, Cassie. Cassie was born in 1890 in a two-room log cabin in Mapleton, UT, “one mile west of one of the most beautiful mts. in the world,” as she described it. Cassie wrote, “Well you know that the years from 1907 to 1918 were the happiest and grandest years of this mortal life to me.” 1907 was the year she met and married her sweetheart, Edmund, and the autumn of 1918 was the start of several years I can’t even fathom enduring.
In honor of Women’s History Month, I’d like to share some of my ancestral birthing history. I so look forward to meeting this strong women some day. -Lani I was pondering my ancestors recently and got wondering about their birthing experiences. How cool would it be to go back in a time machine and watch our
We all need doulas in our lives. The word “doula” comes from the ancient Greek, meaning “a woman who serves.” Becoming doulas is exactly what the Savior has asked us to do.