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However, despite her womb remaining empty, her arms have not. Their daughter continues to have a relationship with her biological family.

Waiting for Baby Bird Ministries is a 501c3 non-profit, faith-based Christian organization that seeks to radically empower women and couples navigating through infertility and recurrent miscarriage with hope for the impossible and healing for their bodies while using God’s word. The purpose of these Statements of Faith is not to exclude and isolate but to provide a common ground of truth that serves as the basis of what this ministry believes, hopes, and trusts in concerning our faith and mission. Elisha Kearns, the author of Waiting for Baby Bird and founder of Waiting for Baby Bird Ministries, and the one who responds to all messages and comments, struggles with infertility and loss. She and her husband have been married for 18 years, and despite the last 12 of those years unsuccessfully being able to conceive due to PCOS, they continue to stay positive as they stand steadfast in believing the Lord for a miracle. In 2017, she and her husband adopted a little girl, now age 14, after she courageously spent 1,273 days in foster care. They believe in and support keeping family ties together (as much as possible) as long as they are facilitated healthily. Through this ministry, Elisha’s mission is to share her story to inspire and breathe hope into the lives of other women facing similar circumstances and bring healing to the broken places within their hearts. Whether it is through her writing, standing behind the podium at infertility conferences, or leading her online support group, as well as her dynamic in-person support group located within her small town of Southern Illinois, she radically and daringly inspires other women to not give up on their dreams as they continue to believe for the impossible. She is witty, down to earth, and transparent, always making every woman feel like she is speaking directly to their heart. With that said, please note that Elisha solely administers this ministry. There isn’t a team; therefore, know that each post made, each article written, and every message returned comes from a place of personal intimacy to you, the reader. A deep connection is found within this unique ministry, which she values and wants each person to feel. Please get in touch with Elisha at [email protected] for further information about this ministry, to request that she speak at your next infertility support group or conference, or to inquire about her monthly in-person events. You can also visit their website at https://waitingforbabybird.com/.

11/05/2026

Lord, I see her. She's the one losing confidence and struggling to believe. She knows anything is possible with You and that miracles happen every day. But she can't help but wonder...

What if? What if the impossible doesn't happen for her?

Lord, wrap Your mercies around her doubts and whisper the words of Truth her heart needs to hear. Help her focus not on all the things that could go wrong, but on the one thing that could go right. Help her turn her thoughts away from fear and back toward what she knows is true about You.

Because with You, miracles can and do happen.

In Jesus' name, Amen. 🤎

11/04/2026

What is infertility like? At least for some...

It's like going to an amusement park, but you don't have a ticket to get in. And no matter how much you try, plead, or beg, you can't get one.

So instead, you must stand back at the gates and watch everyone else who entered so effortlessly at times, laugh, play, and enjoy the rides.

You can hear the music, smell the cotton candy on the breeze, and see the joy all around you, but you cannot join in on all the fun.

It's frustrating. It's more than heartbreaking. And it's feeling completely left out.

11/03/2026

So many need a plot twist, Lord. 🤎

11/01/2026

It's not really about the princess dresses, superhero costumes, or little pumpkins, is it?

It's about the little person you always imagined would be wearing one.

And today, as pictures of children dressed in their costumes begin filling newsfeeds, I know there are women who will feel a familiar ache. Another reminder of the moments of motherhood they've been longing to experience.

Regardless of how you feel about today's occasion, sometimes it's simply seeing other families with their children that brings those longings to the surface.

Because when you're walking through infertility, you don't just long to have a baby. You imagine raising that baby. Watching their personality develop. Taking pictures. Making memories. Experiencing all those ordinary, everyday moments that come with being their mom.

And sometimes, seeing someone else experience those moments reminds you of just how differently you imagined your own life would look by now.

Sweet friend, I know you didn't need another reminder today of what you're still longing for.

So I'm praying for your heart. And I'm believing alongside you that there are still beautiful memories ahead of you that you haven't had the opportunity to make yet.

Just because you haven't experienced them doesn't mean you've missed your chance. 🤎

10/31/2026

Heavenly Father,

I lift up every woman whose heart is hurting because of infertility.

I pray for...

The one who took another pregnancy test today, hoping to see two pink lines, only to be met with another negative.

And for...

The one who finally saw those two lines, only to now be facing the heartbreaking reality of miscarriage.

I pray for...

The one who secretly wonders if infertility is somehow her fault. If it's because of something she did wrong. If she's being punished. Lord, remind her that her diagnosis is not a reflection of Your love for her, nor is it evidence of Your displeasure.

And for...

The one who carries the weight of infertility in silence because she doesn't know how to tell the people around her what she's going through. So she smiles, shows up, goes to work, and pretends everything is fine.

But everything is not fine.

I pray for...

The one who watches her sister, cousin, best friend, or coworker announce another pregnancy while her own heart quietly breaks. Not because she isn't happy for them, but because she is grieving the very thing she has been longing and praying for herself.

And for...

The one who has faith, who believes Your Word, and who is standing on Your promises, but still finds herself battling those nagging thoughts of "What if?"

What if it never happens? What if my body never changes? What if I never get to experience pregnancy?

Lord, help her recognize those thoughts for what they are and remind her that fear does not get the final say.

I pray for...

The one preparing for her first fertility treatment, her fifth round of IVF, or another medical procedure. She wants to be hopeful, but the possibility of another disappointment weighs heavily on her heart.

And for...

The one who wonders why something that seems to happen so naturally for others requires appointments, medications, injections, procedures, and so much intervention for her.

I pray for...

The one who wonders why she has to fight so hard, spend so much money, and endure so much heartbreak for something others receive without even trying.

And I pray for...

The one who feels ashamed of the jealousy, bitterness, anger, or resentment that sometimes catches her off guard. The one who feels guilty for struggling to attend another baby shower or celebrate another pregnancy announcement.

Lord, remind her that these emotions do not make her less worthy of love, compassion, or understanding.

And Father, I know there are countless others whose struggles I haven't mentioned.

The ones who are exhausted.

The ones who are discouraged.

The ones who feel forgotten.

The ones who are still believing, but are finding it harder and harder to keep their hearts encouraged.

Lord, I lift every single one of them to You.

I pray that You would bring peace to the woman who lies awake at night with tears streaming down her cheeks. Strengthen the one who feels like she has nothing left to give. Renew hope in the heart that has been disappointed more times than she can count.

And when the questions seem louder than Your promises, remind us of what Your Word says about who You are.

You are good. You are faithful. You are compassionate. And nothing is too difficult for You.

Father, we may not understand why our bodies aren't functioning the way they were designed to. We may not understand why this journey has been so difficult or why we've experienced so much heartache along the way.

But help us never to confuse what we're going through with how You feel about us.

Infertility is not evidence that You have forgotten us, abandoned us, or stopped working on our behalf.

So today, I pray for renewed strength, unwavering faith, and the courage to keep believing that our present circumstances do not determine what is possible with You.

And Lord, where the enemy has tried to convince us that nothing will ever change, remind us that our story is not finished and that You are still the God who makes the impossible possible.

In Jesus' name, Amen. 🤎

10/30/2026

Lord, when she opens Facebook and sees another pregnancy announcement...and then another...and another...

Guard her heart from the ache that threatens to overwhelm her. From the jealousy that creeps in and makes her feel like a horrible person for struggling to celebrate someone else's answered prayer.

Give her the strength to hold on to hope and the faith to believe that one day, it will be her turn.

Because in that moment, Lord, she might want to give up. She might feel forgotten. Left out. Abandoned. Overlooked.

Remind her in some tangible way that You see her. That You hear her prayers. That the circumstances surrounding her do not determine what is possible with You.

And those desires planted deep in the soft, fertile soil of her heart? Lord, I am asking You to bring them to fruition. Let what she has carried in her heart for so long become something she gets to carry in her arms.

Do the impossible, Lord.

Open wombs. Clear blocked fallopian tubes. Remove cysts. Restore hormones. Mature and release healthy eggs. Correct chromosomal abnormalities. Restore reproductive health. Heal s***m. Open doors of adoption.

Remove every obstacle standing between her and the child she longs to hold.

And Lord, until the day she gets to make an announcement of her own, help her remember that someone else's pregnancy is not evidence that You have forgotten her.

In the mighty name of Jesus, amen. 🤎

10/30/2026

Don't let another negative pregnancy test convince you that the next one can't be positive. 🤎

10/29/2026

God never asked us to deny the facts of our circumstances. He asks us to believe that nothing is too difficult for Him. (Jeremiah 32:17)

10/28/2026

One little white pumpkin. 🤍

For the baby whose tiny feet never got to run through the fallen leaves.
For the nursery that never heard the sound of their cries.
For the empty arms that still ache to hold them.
For the birthdays that pass without candles being blown out.
For the family pictures where someone will always be missing.

And for the mama and daddy who would give anything for just one more moment.

You see, the calendar keeps turning. The seasons keep changing. And the world keeps moving.

But love?

Love doesn't end when a heartbeat stops.

And neither does the longing to remember.

And that's the beautiful meaning behind a tradition you may have never heard of. 🤍

In 2018, a grieving mother named Jennifer Giles wrote a poem called "The White Pumpkin" in memory of her precious daughter, Madelyn Grace, who was born sleeping at 38 weeks.

Her words eventually inspired something beautiful.

In 2020, Jennifer helped launch The White Pumpkin Project, encouraging families to place a white pumpkin among their fall decorations in remembrance of babies lost during pregnancy or infancy.

And I think there's something so incredibly tender about that.

Because while most people see a little white pumpkin sitting among the orange ones, a grieving mama sees someone she wishes were there.

Someone who should be growing a little taller with every passing season.
Someone whose name she still longs to hear.
Someone who will always be part of her family, even though they aren't here to celebrate another fall.

And so, she places a little white pumpkin among the others.

A quiet way of saying...

🤍 You were here.
🤍 You are loved.
🤍 You will always belong to us.
🤍 And no matter how many seasons come and go, we will never forget you.

So the next time you see a little white pumpkin sitting on someone's porch, I hope you'll look at it a little differently.

Because it might not be there simply to celebrate the season.

It might be there to remember someone who should still be here to celebrate it with them. 🤍

And to every mama and daddy carrying the memory of a baby they couldn't bring home, we'd love to make room for them here today.

If you feel comfortable, share your baby's name in the comments. Tell us about them. Share a birthday, a due date, or a memory you hold close. Or simply leave a white heart in their honor.

Because even if the world never got the chance to know your baby, their life is still worth remembering.

🤍🖊 Inspired by "The White Pumpkin," written by Jennifer Giles, in loving memory of her daughter, Madelyn Grace, and The White Pumpkin Project.

10/27/2026

Hey there, sweet friend. 🤎

Can I share something with you tonight?

I believe God wants to remind you that it's okay to let go of the fear, worry, and anxiety you've been carrying about your situation.

I know that somewhere along the way, you've convinced yourself that if you stop worrying, stop planning, or stop trying to figure everything out, you'll somehow lose control.

But sweet friend, worry doesn't give you control. It only steals your peace.

And surrender doesn't mean you're giving up on what you've been believing God for. It simply means you're trusting Him enough to loosen your grip.

He knows the desires of your heart and just how much they mean to you. And you can trust that He won't crumple them up and toss them aside simply because you've placed them in His hands. After all, He's the One who placed them in your heart to begin with.

So tonight, put down the weight of trying to figure out the how and the when. Let Him nurture those seeds of hope while He strengthens your faith and fills your heart with peace in the waiting.

You don't have to carry the burden of making something happen to keep believing God can.

You can let go of the worry without letting go of the hope.

Rest tonight, sweet friend. Your dreams are safe in His hands. 🤎

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P. O Box 522
Carmi, IL
62821

Website

http://waitingforbabybird.com/

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