An identity crisis
I have always been someone pretty secure in myself. I have relished my identity in ministry running a Salvation Army church together with my husband, I have loved my identity as a step mother to three lovely girls who have grown into beautiful women. When we adopted our daughter 8 years ago, I relished the title of mum, as we took our nearly 9 month old into our family. Over the years I have stepped up to the title of carer and advocate for her and while she is far more reliant on me than many other nearly 9 year olds, I have managed to find a balance between my roles as mum, wife, minister and the many other hats that I wear. However, the last year or so has been a real learning curve in relation to my identity. From the moment I became pregnant with my son, my priority became protecting him. Pregnancy after baby loss can make you question many things about your own identity, and while I ultimately know that my identity is in Christ, It was a little more wobbly than it had been b...