Jennifer Saake

The first 15 years of our marriage were saturated by dreams of parenthood, and endless cycles of negative pregnancy tests, miscarriages, adoption losses, and three beautiful bring-home babies...  Please read read more .

I, Jennifer Saake , stumbled into the online world in my mid-early 20s, around 1995 or '96. As you may have noticed, I've been fairly quiet this past couple of years. Here's why. After processing my own journey online for so long, last year I sort of ran out of words and went into public hibernation. As I prepare to once again start fresh in an attempt to plunge back into the blogosphere, here's my backstory, divided into about 10 sub-headings so than you can skim topics. (Many of the headings are linked to more detailed pages.): Infertility, Miscarriages, Adoption Losses Three years in, our infertility and loss journeys became lived out in the public eye, as God allowed me the incredible privilege of interacting with tens of thousands of other grieving women, both through  Hannah's Prayer Ministries  and then, a decade later, with the publication of  my first book , Hannah's Hope: Seeking God's Heart in the Midst of Infertility, Miscarriage, & Adoptio...

This day, 10 years ago, was just another early October morning. I was a busy, thankful, mini-van-driving, homeschooling mom of 3 long-awaited miracles. My first book had been published almost 6 1/2 years prior. I was juggling teaching, crafts, homeschool co-op, library time, play dates for the kids, and coffee dates and phone calls with my own friends. The holidays were quickly approaching, plans and lists were being made: the calendar was starting to fill with fall and winter performances and events, as was my gift collection closet, with the clearance items I had been stashing away since day-after-Christmas sales the prior year.  Decorations were being made and set around the house. Pumpkin spice, cinnamon, and apple smells filled the air. Grocery store trips were built around meal plans I hoped my family would find delicious, but could also be prepared with my limited culinary skillset, budget, and time/energy. Oh, and occasionally I would even manage to scrub a toilet or two! T...

Every Sunday morning finds my alarm going off 1-3 hours earlier than it does on any other day of the week. My health  demands much sleep, but my heart so craves speaking Life and Truth to the Bride of Christ, that C. and I guard of our weekly book workshopping hour fiercely and have found Sunday mornings before church, to be the best consistent fit for both of our schedules. So C. greets me at her door at 7am every Sunday.  [Update, Late October, 2024:  About a year ago, a family crisis in C.'s life necessitated the end of our writing partnership. After taking most of this year to prayerfully reconsider the project, I have begun this book again and am meeting regularly with my pastor for input and now attempting to writing solo, starting over with chapter 1. Honestly, if a publishable book is the final outcome, it will only be because God choose to enable my injured brain to achieve something beyond my natural capabilities. I'm leading this post on my blog for background ...