Where to start???
Three years ago Justin and I were told by a Duke specialist that we had "less than a 5% chance.. if that..." of ever conceiving a child on our own. I remember starting to cry and feeling so hopeless and broken. I had many problems. Not just one and the more test they did the more they seemed to find. My dream of becoming a mother was slipping away. My heart ached and although I knew that I was serving the Great Physician the words the Dr. had spoken would never leave my mind.
Time passed... and I started going through the grieving process. I was angry for awhile, then depressed, etc. and finally through many prayers and tears I began to accept the fact that I was barren. I would hear the news that another person was pregnant or see a complete stranger who was expecting and that familiar ache would rise again. Justin and I along with so many people kept praying for God's will to be done and in Feb. 2009 we both felt the call to adopt. Justin and I knew without a doubt that God had directed us to adopt a child through Bethany Christian Services. Finally... I felt complete peace. On September the 18th 2009 we brought our son, Samuel, home. God began to heal my broken heart. Piece by piece was carefully placed back together as only He could do.
Around Samuel's first birthday Justin and I began praying again about adoption. We had such a wonderful experience that we decided we should adopt another baby. We were waiting on God and praying for direction. We both wanted to adopt again but neither of us felt the assurance that we knew we needed to move forward. We were waiting....
On December 22nd I finally found the courage to go get a test. The woman who checked me out said "Oh, this would be a nice Christmas gift" I just smiled. Justin and I were shocked... He immediately went to the computer and searched "reasons for a false positive pregnancy test" We both decided that we would try not to think anything until we talked to a Dr. The office was closed on the 23rd so we waited until the Monday after Christmas. They did blood work and said I would probably have to come back every 48 hours because of all of my problems. When they received the results the next day my Doctor was amazed and said everything looked great and to decide where I wanted to go. (He does not deliver) I called my Doctor at Duke and they said "If you are pregnant we would not treat you any different than any other patient" I found a Doctor and at our first appointment after he reviewed all of my records he said "EVERY pregnancy is special but this one is well... special" and he told us he would do an early ultrasound. We went yesterday and saw a little tiny heart beating on the screen. I was overwhelmed with emotion. Can you say love at first heartbeat? We met with the Doctor after the ultrasound and he explained that I am only seven weeks along and that a lot could happen. We are all very nervous but I decided to tell for one main reason.... Both of my babies are the direct result of POWER IN PRAYER. This thought came to my mind as we were driving away from the office yesterday. So I am humbly asking everyone who reads this to please say a prayer for our family and the precious tiny life that is growing in my womb. God already knows the future as if it were the past. Jeremiah 1:1 says "Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee.."
If you are reading this and you are still suffering from infertility please allow our story to bring hope to your heart. God is the Great Physician and with Him all things are possible! He can change any situation as He did with Hannah, Elizabeth, Sarah, and many others. Praise His name!
