As eager as I am to share my birth story and Connors journey with AMC(Arthrogryposis multiplex congenita), I should really start with how Brent and I met. Its kind of interesting really. I’ve always known who Brent was but he was 8 years older than me and he lived in British Columbia, and I was in Alberta. When I was 18 a man in our church asked my Dad if I’d be interested in going for coffee with his cousin(Brent) from out of town. My Dad said he would ask me. I was currently seeing/dating someone else, who my parents did not like because this guy was not a Christian.. sadly I was in a rebellious stage in my life and dated him anyways. When dad mentioned this guy, I literally laughed out loud. I had no interest at all. Right before I turned 20, my relationship with this other guy finally ended after a lot of trials. I gave into sin that made me miserable. It was a very toxic relationship. That fall my grandpa died after a very short battle of a cancerous brain tumor. It was a hard time for our family. But through that hard time, my walk with the Lord grew. That New Year I decided I needed a break from the small town. I ran. I left the small Northern Alberta town to another small Alberta town clear across the province. I had friends living there and I thought it would be good experience for me to start being more independent. I never had a full time job there and was always short on money. But the Lord always provided just enough. I went through some hard times of being lonely, broke, bitter, and scared. 6 months later my parents suggested I move home. I moved home in time to get my old job back and watch my brother get married. That fall I started dating a local guy. He was nice and there was nothing wrong with him, but the night he was taking me to meet his family, I get a text from this guy , (Brent) asking to go for coffee next time he was in town. I turned him down and said I was already in relationship. The next weekend my sister, her boyfriend, my date and I went on a double date. All evening I couldn’t stop thinking about this guy that texted me the week prior. After my date dropped me off I told him we should take some time to pray about our relationship and see what happens.. something didn’t feel right anymore. The next weekend I texted Brent and said I would go for coffee with him. I also told the guy I had been seeing things weren’t going to work out between us. Since then Brent and I texted and talked on the phone till he came and visited in December. We hit it off right away. He proposed at the end of January and on May 19, 2018 we became husband and wife. Everything happened very quick and we had a long distance relationship, so our first year of marriage was hard. I had moved 12 hour away where I didn’t know anyone except his pastor and his family(they use to live in my hometown as well). I had only met his family twice before. Couple months later we got pregnant and that fall I miscarried. I had hit depression. I so badly wanted to move home. But Brent felt the Lord wanted us here. My family went through some hard times that year but we continued to trust God in everything. October,2019 we found out we were pregnant again. June 26,2020 we welcomed our son into this world. Our first 3 weeks were spent in the NICU. I will share about that another time. But yeah. That is my story.
