Please, don't let me die.
Hi! I'm Andrea and I **might** have some melodramatic tendencies I'm working through. So those words up there were the first words I uttered to my OB when she confirmed that there were, indeed, two little bouncing beans hanging out in my uterus. Again. Well, that’s not entirely true. I may have uttered the more colorful companion to "Holy Crap" before I begged her not to let me die.
You see, I came within moments of losing my life when my first set of twins were born twelve weeks early eight years ago. And when I first saw the newest babes, I was just a teensy weensy bit scared and I tell you what, I really could have used a stiff drink at that precise moment in time. Too bad bourbon is frowned upon during pregnancy.
Twins Happen Twice. Yep, they sure do.
Who would have thought I'd get to do it all over again?
God did, that's for sure. And the way he is weaving this story of ours is so incredible that I often find myself shaking my head in disbelief at the way it is unfolding.
Okay, it's time to get down to business. You landed on this page because you want to learn a little more about me and figure out if I'd be a good fit for your event.
Let me ask you a question or two:
Yes, I do have two sets of spontaneous twins born twelve weeks prematurely.
How many women do you know who got pregnant with two sets of spontaneous twins? Let’s take that one step further. How many women do you know who delivered two sets of spontaneous twins at 28 weeks gestation (12 weeks early), all of whom survived with no lasting complications? Bet the circus-sideshow-freak-o-meter is moving on up there, huh?
My name is Andrea Boring and contrary to my name, my life is anything but boring. I am a happy Catholic, wife, mama to five exasperating little humans, web designer, blogger, and speaker. The Lord uses this extraordinary story and others to demonstrate the depth of joy and peace that can come only from surrendering to God. I would love the opportunity to share my story with your group and am willing and able to adapt it to suit any theme.
Say, what? You converted to Mormonism?
A surprising conversion to Mormonism during college led to a thirteen-year absence from the Catholic Church. During this time, I truly embraced the religion of self, and the end result was a hollowness in my soul that could not be filled - no matter how hard I tried to fill it. On September 11, 2011, during a normal morning coffee and Facebook scroll, the world as I knew it ended when the following words appeared on my screen:
RIP Robin Fugate Evernham
A young Catholic Mama's tragic death as a result of cancer brought me home
Only 32 years old, my former law school classmate, a faithful Catholic, a wife and a mom of two girls was gone from this world. A brief Google search revealed Robin’s online journal, where I learned she had passed away from a rare form of cancer. Her journal shook me to the core, and after completing it, I was struck with a strong conviction that could not be ignored: it was time to return to the Catholic Church.
Why is same-sex marriage, birth control and abortion so wrong?
Despite this conviction, it was not an easy return. I struggled deeply with the Church’s views on abortion, same-sex marriage and birth control, the latter being an especially difficult pill to swallow, since I very nearly lost my life during the pregnancy with my first twin boys. Ultimately, though, I surrendered to the Lord’s will, which as you now know, resulted in the birth of my second set of twin boys.
My husband's conversion to Catholicism
Other notable events include a fear and anxiety laden pregnancy with my daughter, during which God used a very unlikely - and supernatural - source to provide my heart with much-needed peace. My husband’s surprising conversion from agnosticism to Catholicism, our second twin pregnancy, and our subsequent trip through the NICU wrap things up.
Funny, poignant and heartfelt stories delivered with a heaping helping of inspiration and love lessons from God
The deeply personal stories I will share with your group and the resulting blessings only happened because I surrendered. I recognized the Lord’s voice, I stopped fighting, I said “Yes, God, I can do this with You, and I trust You.” This approach has enabled me to truly embrace the concept of submitting to God, and in turn, living a joy and peace I never could have imagined. And, it is a joy and peace, along with a hefty dose of laughter and inspiration your group will experience throughout this talk as I deliver this story with plenty of humor intertwined with many poignant heartfelt moments.