I'm learning quickly that we as Christians have created a good, right, and salutary way to do literally anything. Especially in conservative branches like the Lutheran church. Even walking through a pregnancy loss. "Miscarriage". I hate that word, as if I were just bad at carrying the baby, or made a mistake. On the day I found out, I naturally went down the rabbit hole of doom on Google, looking up stats and what to expect. I know people who have endured losses at all stages

There are a few awful (and wholly unnecessary) weeks between Call Day (the day seminary students learn where their first pastoral job will be) and graduation day. And yes, the seminary students go to their regularly scheduled classes every day in between. Even on Call Day. Like, come on now. Everyone buzzes around campus and floods each other's phones with congratulations and inquiries about their call. Seminary students are on Zillow more often than they are paying attention

My baby popped her last tooth today. I shouldn't even call her a baby; she just turned two. The teething phase is over. I have teething drops and remedies scattered around the house that I don't know what to do with. I have teethers in storage that may never be used again. Do I keep them in the hopes of the next baby that I keep praying for but isn't coming? Is my baby motherhood phase over? Forever? Is this it? Am I done with teething, with first solids, with breast pumps an