A few people have told me I should update this blog with the story and what's been going on since we found out the good news, and so I thought since I had the time, I would do just that.
First of all, let me just say PRAISE THE LORD! Seriously, stop right now and praise the Lord for his goodness. When I think back about our journey and how many of you have prayed for this, I get chills. For the first 3 years of our infertility, not many people knew of our struggle. Our hurt with infertility made us guard our hearts and it was difficult to let people in. After 1 round of IVF that was a failed attempt, we were so broken, we didn't know what else to do but to seek prayer from you. Over that next year, the Lord was yet again preparing our hearts for another go at IVF through a different clinic. This time, we knew the importance of prayer, and of letting you walk beside us in our journey. As you know, our second round of IVF had complications, resulting in Hyperstimulation which again led to a failed attempt. The encouragement we received during this time was incredible. So many more people found out about our story and struggle, and prayed with us over the next two months. As we entered our Frozen Embryo Cycle, I so desperately desired to see a positive result on our test, but knew that it was no longer about the result. It was about God getting glory, no matter what!
Finally, on August 21st we had our embryo transfer. One of the neatest things about IVF is you actually get a picture of your embryo, but then via ultrasound, you get to watch the injection of the embryo. This is just such a joy to see, and truly reminds me of the greatness of our Lord. After the transfer the doctor looked at Jeremy and I am said "And now you get pregnant." At these words, both of our hearts just kind of sank. After 4 years of infertility, and 2 failed fertility treatments, it seemed cruel to say such words, but we would just have to wait two weeks to see the results. But during these two weeks, I came to the full understanding of why God had let us wait so long, and it was for more people to know our story, not to pity us, or to give us attention, but His purpose was to bring Glory to himself through what he was about to do.
We were due to find out the results on Tuesday September 4th through a blood test at my doctors office. Monday morning, however, Jeremy and I had decided I would take an at home pregnancy test, to prepare us and give us an idea of what to expect the next day. Like many many mornings before, I unwillingly dragged myself to that bathroom with a test in hand preparing myself for the negative result I had seen plenty of times before. Before I could even set the test down, a very dark plus mark showed up. I was in so much denial, I thought it was the line that just confirmed the test worked. Once I realized that it was THE positive sign, I started shaking and burst into the bedroom to show Jeremy shouting "Jeremy....I think we are...I think we REALLY are pregnant!" He just stared at me, so I tried to show him the test. I was still shaking too bad though and couldn't hold the test still enough for him to see it. As soon as he realized it, he gave me the biggest hug I've ever received and his tears started flowing. We just kept saying "Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord!"
We decided just to be on the safe side, we would wait until the following day to find out 100% from the blood work that we were pregnant. That was such a difficult time not being able to say anything to anyone, especially since we were around family for a picnic that day. Those 24 hours seemed to go as slow as possible. But the next day, after my blood work was done, I received a phone call from my doctors office confirming my pregnancy. Her words were "We typically look for an HCG level of at least 100. Your HCG was 1800. You are DEFINITELY pregnant!" Again, I just started shaking, and kept telling Jeremy for the rest of the day "We are REALLY pregnant!" Needless to say, I was pretty giddy for a while.
We knew that a lot of people were praying for us, and we decided not to keep anyone else in suspense. We had a short list of people to either tell in person or over the phone, before it became public knowledge (aka facebook). One of my greatest joys so far, has been seeing those people who have been by our side, and lifting us up in prayer consistently praising the Lord and giving him ALL the glory for this huge blessing to our lives. With each "congratulations" we got, I just kept thinking, "Wow Lord, this is all YOUR glory!"
Exactly one week later, I was at work, when I started having heavy bleeding. The first words out of my mouth was "Please Lord, no!" I called my doctor right away, and they suggested I come in for blood work and an ultrasound. The whole way there, all I could do was pray as tears were streaming down my face. I just kept telling God that I know that this Baby is his, but was asking him to please to please show us mercy and let this baby be okay. I got there as quickly as I could and the nurses escorted me to the room right away. Sure enough, as healthy and normal as could be, there was our little blessing on the ultrasound. Again, PRAISE THE LORD!
Since then, Jeremy and I have been able to see the baby one other time, and actually got to see the heartbeat for the first time. What a miracle. We just feel so humbled and so blessed. And we are so thankful for you who have been praying for us. We are confident the Lord has gotten so much more glory through our struggle and pain, then he would have had he allowed us to get pregnant earlier on.
As I am typing, I am 7 and a half weeks pregnant. Our due date is May 9th, when we look forward to, Lord willing, welcoming Baby Roop into this world, and continuing to give God all the glory!
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