So first things first...

What’s behind the name of my blog? When you look up “picket fence” on Wikipedia this is what you’ll find…”A picket fence, ideally white, is seen by some as a symbol of the ideal middle-class suburban life, with a family and children, large house and peaceful living”. I was never one of those little girls that spent time dreaming of my wedding day or naming my unborn children. I just naturally assumed it would all fall into place. I’d eventually get my house with the “coveted “white picket fence and a lovely family that would reside in said house. Well in 2009 I got my first dose of reality. Chad and I were married for about 6 months before we started to “try” to have children. We started in May and by July I was pregnant! It was almost too easy. Unfortunately it was short lived, as the last week of September we miscarried. We were devastated. There was no explanation the doctor could offer us. He told us how common this was and encouraged us to keep trying again once my body fully recovered. Thankfully a few months prior Chad and I had begun attending church together and were embarking on our newfound relationship with God. I remember the memory verse that month was so fitting to our situation. It was Matthew 7:7 “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you”.  We gained peace through each other, our family, friends and prayer.  Within a month or so our broken hearts were mended (not completely fixed but mended) and we were ready to try again.