Testimonies - Moms in the Making

Our infertility support group has celebrated so many miracles over the years and we love sharing these testimonies for the world to hear, which is why we want to hear yours.

Testimony in Hebrew means to “do it again.” When we share testimonies, it releases the power for God to do it again.

Which is where you come in. We want to hear your testimonies. How did you see God move? A restored marriage? Miraculous healing? Weight loss? Miracle baby? God’s provision? There is no testimony too small or too big.

Do you realize that your testimony could infuse hope in someone else?

Read more about testimonies and why they are so important here.

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In March 2024, as we prepared to begin a frozen embryo transfer cycle, we were completely surprised by an incredible blessing—a spontaneous natural pregnancy, our first since 2019. We praised God and hoped this would be the baby we’d finally bring home. However, the day before leaving for the Moms in the Making leader retreat in April, I underwent a D&C for that precious miracle baby boy. I still attended the retreat, but I was consumed with anger and grief. I couldn’t bring myself to worship or sing, and I often had to step out of sessions because I couldn’t hold back my emotions. Yet, the leaders at the retreat surrounded me with love—they prayed for me, sat with me, and cried alongside me. As my heart began to soften, I was able to sit with the Lord and start my healing journey.

In the two weeks following the retreat, I felt a clear prompting from the Holy Spirit leading us toward adoption. This time brought my husband and I closer together, but it wasn’t without challenges. Despite our efforts, delays pushed our home study approval from August to October/November.

In October, I attended my fourth MITM conference in Texas. To my surprise, women from my local MITM group, along with some of the leaders who had supported me months ago at the retreat, nominated me to receive the Grow Fund, a financial gift given to one couple at conference. This has blessed us beyond measure as we await being matched with expectant parents.

Even now, I tear up thinking about how much this community means to me. Through this journey with the Lord and this incredible group of women, I’ve been blessed beyond measure—in friendships, finances, and faith. Let your heart remain open to finding a community that offers encouragement and love—you never know how deeply it might transform your life.
In 2023, during one of the worship sessions at the Moms in the Making conference, three of my friends and I danced together in faith. For one reason or another, all of us had been told that having babies was impossible. But we knew that God had the final say, so we danced in praise anyway.

Over the next few months, each of the four of us became pregnant with the babies that science said would never be possible. We even had our babies in the same order as we had danced during the conference.

In January 2025, we were able to bring our miracle babies together for a little weekend trip. It was such a sweet reminder that no matter what our circumstances are, God has the final say.
As I write this message, my eyes fill with tears… I’ve heard the testimonies of others, but truthfully, I wondered if it would ever REALLY happen to me…

I had a dream from God that one day I would have a baby girl and name her Isabelle. Then, over the years, as life happened (I didn’t get pregnant, adoptions fell through, our foster child left, and the 10th IUI we tried didn’t work), I started feeling very hurt and angry, thinking that maybe my promise from God might never be fulfilled. At first, I turned outward and started wondering why others were getting their miracle babies and still not me. But then God helped me see those people from a different perspective. Let me tell you what I saw… I saw moms getting off drugs to give their children a better quality of life. I saw happiness in the eyes of young moms and children where happiness might not have existed before. And you know what? I saw some amazing blessings.

So then I turned inward and started to question myself. I began thinking of all the ways I wouldn’t be a “good mom” or “deserve a baby.”

But then God gave me something so poignant, almost in a whisper, that I kept close to my heart: “God does not treat people as they deserve for their sins.” (Psalm 103:10)

Wow, so simple yet profound.

With this in mind, I kept going to my Moms in the Making Groups & Conferences. I cried, I prayed, I was prayed for, I talked about my journey, and I kept my hope alive as best as I could, believing that I would still get my miracle. And you know what? I finally did! At 40 years old, after 15 years of marriage, Isabelle Grace was born. Is it all rainbows and unicorns? Of course not—parenthood is much harder than I could’ve ever imagined. But it’s also the biggest miracle I’ve ever received!

So, friends, God doesn’t give any of us what we deserve, and I thank Him for that every day! I hope that anyone reading this also realizes that there’s still hope because God died on the cross for you, too. I pray that you receive your miracle (whatever it may be) soon!
God led me to Moms in the Making in 2023. At that point, my husband and I had been trying for a baby for two years, and I felt so alone in my journey. I didn’t know anyone else struggling with infertility. My friends were very supportive, but they didn’t fully understand the complexities of what I was going through. That’s when Moms in the Making changed my life. After my first virtual group meeting, I bought a ticket for the 2023 annual conference in Dallas.

In 2024, I attended the conference again—this time pregnant with my son. By God’s grace, our first fertility procedure was successful. I can’t even begin to count how many people prayed for me and my baby because, honestly, I’ll never know. The MITM community is so vast, and I know there were people praying for us whom I’ve never even met. I watched women I love go through heartbreaking experiences, but still, they were genuinely happy for me.

MITM has given me priceless friendships. At the conference last year, I had to go to the ER for fear of DVT, and a friend spent six hours with me, missing the VIP portion she had signed up for. Last year, I flew to visit another MITM friend and meet her 2-month-old baby girl. I’ve watched multiple friends come to group feeling hurt and hopeless, only to see God heal them, strengthen their marriages, and later, become MITM leaders themselves.

As I write this, I’m holding my baby boy. If you can believe it, this group has made me thankful for experiencing infertility. The Lord has used Moms in the Making to turn my mourning into dancing.
My name is Ashten, and this is my testimony of how God is a promise keeper and faithful! In 2022, my husband, Destin, and I started trying to grow our family. We were ecstatic when we became pregnant quickly. However, at our first appointment, they couldn’t find a fetus or heartbeat and sent us to the emergency room. To our devastation, we learned we had experienced a form of failed pregnancy called a blighted ovum at 7 weeks. I miscarried on December 11 of that year.

That Christmas, at a family gathering, my sister-in-law gave us a drawing of a vision the Lord had shown her. The drawing depicted the three of us, with a baby in my arms. After receiving treatment for my blighted ovum, I knew I needed support. I asked around at my church, and through God’s perfect timing, I found Moms In The Making. One of the leaders, Ashley Coen, had recently started attending my church and was looking to start a MITM group. I joined her group and have never felt more supported. MITM is an incredible organization that has truly blessed my life.

In October, I applied for a scholarship to the MITM conference. My husband had been unemployed, but I felt called to attend. I never win anything like scholarships, yet God opened the door, and I received the scholarship to attend the conference! God is so good! At the conference, I had several women pray and prophesy over me and my womb. I also attended a prophecy breakout session where I received a direct prophetic word. A woman in my group told me I would receive my rainbow baby after much hardship. On the last day of the conference, as I was driving home, I saw a small sliver of a rainbow in the sky, and I knew it was a confirmation of the prophetic word I had received.

Fast forward to 2024: my husband and I began trying for our rainbow baby in March. Then, on Mother’s Day of all days, we found out we were pregnant again on our first try. MOTHER’S DAY!! That was such powerful confirmation for us.

On December 31st at 7:57 pm, our rainbow girl, Raelynn Rose, was born. God is FAITHFUL!!
I joined Moms in the Making in February 2021 after trying for over a year and being in such a dark place. Over the past four years, I’ve not only found a sisterhood but also grown my faith and gotten so much closer to God.

My husband had been believing for babies since 2019. Over the years, we tried naturally, did medicated cycles, and attempted IUI. In May 2023, after another IUI attempt was canceled, we felt led to adoption. At that moment, it became clear to us that how a little one came to us wasn’t as important as the love we had to give. We began working with an agency and started the home study process. Everything was moving smoothly until we hit a delay in officially being home study approved. Although it felt like a standstill, we saw God move in other ways. In November 2023, we learned we had won the Moms in the Making adoption fund. This financial provision gave me so much hope and reminded me that God is always working, even when we don’t see it. A few days later, we were officially home study approved—just before Christmas.

2024 began with an unexpected opportunity for our profile to be shown, but sadly, it didn’t go as we hoped. I was disappointed, but my husband saw it as encouragement to start preparing more for a baby, since we could be matched at any time. Months went by with a lot of heartbreak from profile showings that didn’t go our way, but we kept believing a better “yes” was on the horizon.

By September 2024, my heart was growing weary as we approached the one-year mark of our home study. I had attended church with a few girls from my local Moms in the Making group, and their worship team sang Way Maker. I sang and cried along because, while I knew every word was true, my heart was struggling to see God working in our journey.

Then, two days later, we got the call that we had been chosen by a birth family. The next day, we drove down to meet our sweet miracle, and Way Maker came on the radio. I sang along, this time with tears of joy. We’re still in the process of finalizing our adoption, but our miracle has been such a beautifully answered prayer.
My husband and I prayed and tried for a baby for 8 years. We went through many difficult seasons, wondering why God would give us the desire to have a child, yet not allow us to conceive. I would pray, crying out to God, begging Him to bless us with a baby. Every time I saw a pregnancy announcement or attended a baby shower, I was so happy for the women, but I’d leave and cry in my car, asking God, “Will it ever be my turn?”

We began fostering with the hope of adopting, but had a series of placements that didn’t lead to anything long-term. We knew God could perform a miracle, but honestly, we were beginning to believe it might not happen for us.

Then, in the summer of 2023, I went forward for prayer at church and again at a worship event. Shortly after, we received a call about a young woman we had a mutual relative with, who was pregnant but unable to keep or care for the baby. She didn’t know the exact due date. Two weeks later, we got another call: the baby had been born. The next day, we were at the hospital. The baby was in NICU for over two weeks.

The birth mother signed her rights to us, but we had to navigate a legal process because the alleged father, who couldn’t care for the baby and didn’t really want him, contested. There were many moments when the world told us to give up, when it seemed like there was little hope. But we stood firm on the fact that God had already performed several miracles.

For instance, the birth mom had almost aborted the baby but decided to continue with the pregnancy. Despite the baby having drugs in his system at birth, he has shown no long-term issues, and we are believing that he will continue to grow into a happy, healthy boy. We trusted that God, who had already started this journey, would finish the work He began.

In December, our adoption was finalized, and we are now a very happy, forever family. It took over 8 years, but God is faithful in His time.
This past year didn’t go according to my plans. During a procedure at a fertility clinic, I experienced a rare complication that left me bedridden for months. While I have a wonderful community at home, I still felt physically isolated during my bed rest and throughout my fertility journey. In the midst of my pain, God knew exactly what I needed, even when I didn’t know how to ask for it.

I had been following Moms in the Making online, and when I saw the sign-ups for virtual groups, I turned to my husband and suggested that this might be a good option for us. As I spent time overthinking whether or not I should sign up, he had already registered for Dads in the Making. He told me I could keep deciding, but he was certain it was something we both needed.

When I joined, my MITM group leader reached out to me with a warm welcome. I honestly didn’t expect to find deep connection in a virtual group, but I was completely wrong. There was no guilt or shame when I shared my struggles; the other women understood me in a way no one else ever had.

I also signed up for my first prayer partner, uncertain of what to expect. We started exchanging prayer requests, which quickly turned into praying for one another over everything. She has since become one of my dearest friends, someone with whom I can share absolutely anything.

When the annual conference came around, I felt that God was calling me to go, though I had never met anyone in person. I knew a friend from my virtual group was attending and had coordinated with a local MITM group. As someone who is Type A in every way, I took a leap of faith and bought my ticket just three weeks before the conference. I was traveling alone from Washington, but I couldn’t have been more blessed. The women from Wisconsin took me in and made me feel included—before, during, and after the conference.

Since becoming involved with MITM, I have been blessed with a true sisterhood in Christ. These women deeply care for me, pray over me, and believe in miracles for my fertility journey. God knew exactly what my heart needed, even when I didn’t feel worthy enough to ask for it.
My first experience with Moms in the Making was a profound encounter with the love of Jesus, pouring into my life through their incredible support team. This came after our second loss, during the height of COVID, when spouses had to remain in the car during appointments. My husband and I had just celebrated the joy of our 9-week pregnancy, eagerly anticipating our check-up, but sadly, the ultrasound tech couldn’t detect a heartbeat. Our baby was born into heaven, leaving my heart shattered, my hope stripped away, and words of death spoken over me in isolation.

Yet, even in the midst of this deep pain, I found that words of life were waiting for me. The first one arrived in the form of a word bracelet that simply said “HOPE,” sent by my best friend who had taken a leap of faith to join the MITM leadership team the following semester. Watching how this ministry had strengthened her walk with Jesus and transformed her into a valiant prayer warrior inspired me to take my own step of faith. I signed up to join her group, unsure of what to expect but willing to trust God with my heartache.

Being part of a group created a safe space to share the raw and often overwhelming emotions that come with infertility. I was surrounded by a community of kingdom-minded women who understood the heartache of yet another negative pregnancy test, but who also offered love, encouragement, and prayer in the waiting. These women are like spiritual athletes, training themselves to take their thoughts captive, realigning them with Christ when the enemy tries to keep them in bondage.

For a while, I tried to fill the emptiness and heal my brokenness on my own. But MITM became a beacon of hope, gently pointing me back to Jesus. His healing presence restored me in ways I could never have achieved on my own. All glory to Him for the inner healing and restoration I now experience!