Dear Waiting for Baby Bird,
I started this email message with the intent of it being short and sweet…but then this just…happened. Here’s my story –
My husband and I are high school sweethearts who just celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary this summer. We’ve been trying for a family for most of those 12 years, but, as you know Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS) likes to complicate things. We were finally blessed with a small amount of infertility coverage through insurance so we began pursuing assisted reproduction nearly three years ago and were blessed with our first miracle in early 2014. I had a friend make this shirt for me before we began treatments to surprise him with when we got our first positive. I just KNEW this was going to be our time. Look at that smile…and tear stains on his glasses… ️
We were devastated to quickly learn that this was a “chemical” pregnancy. Brokenhearted, but evermore determined, we pushed forward with our journey. We quickly became pregnant again, and were completely overjoyed! My blood work revealed that my HCG levels weren’t rising appropriately, but we had to wait to figure out why. My doctor suggested taking medication to induce an abortion, but there was no way I could conceive of consenting to something so horrific. The Lord heard my cries and emergency medical intervention was required instead. I began experiencing horrible pain and was rushed into emergency exploratory surgery to find what was determined to be an ectopic pregnancy. I ended up losing our second angel and my right tube in June 2014. At that point, we decided to take a break and regroup. Clearly, IVF was the only logical next step for us to have our own children, so IVF it was. We got pregnant on our first round, but only had two babies to transfer, none to freeze. It was a leap of faith, to say the least, but we dove in head first. Everything was perfect from the beginning. We learned that we were having a baby girl with the eruption of red fireworks, alongside our closest friends and family. It was the happiest moment of our lives as husband and wife.
What are the odds?! There were those words, repeated again, seemingly from out of the blue. Every word was just what I’ve needed to hear for so long. You’re absolutely right. I believe in His word, so why not start acting like it?! I’m so tired of “if”. I believe in “when”. So, I took your advice and I bought my baby a shirt….from a gas station, no less! The point is I did it. And I’m happy that I did it. My heart may still be shattered into a million pieces, and I may still not have gone an entire 24 hours without crying, but I’m excited about the future. And I’m going to start acting like it.
We Texans do have a flair for being cliché! Haha!
Thank you so much for taking the time to share your life with us, for being real even when it’s so painful and for exemplifying what it means to be a woman of faith. May God bless you in ways that you can’t yet imagine.
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