Allyson Mouron

These are more than just words written on paper. I spent years broken as my husband, Lewis, and I tried to have a baby. Four years of visits to specialists, five rounds of IVF, three surgeries, and too many miscarriages to remember, I found myself in the wilderness. Discouragement took root as my expectations did not align with God’s timing. Worry replaced peace and contentment turned to complaining.

I spent many nights begging God to give me what I wanted – what I thought I needed. Without any medical help and through miracles only God could perform, I got pregnant and gave birth to a baby boy and our gestational carrier had our baby girl. With two babies of our own, I am able to see the wilderness was exactly the route I needed to travel. My journey wasn’t about a baby; instead, it was for God to reveal Himself for a much bigger purpose. I can see His miracles more clearly, feel His presence more intensely, worship Him more authentically and trust Him more sincerely.

Infertility is only part of my story. That season of weakness and pain taught me the joy of receiving His peace. I learned that brokenness may be my greatest strength, suffering must be embraced, and His plan is good, even when the path is hard.

As Community Relations Coordinator, I connect with the community to bring awareness on this important topic including networking with local businesses, speaking engagements, and one-on-one connections.