Danielle and I have been trying to concieve for about 2 years or so without any success. Its been lots of practice and awfully fun trying to along the way but with no success. We (well, she) has been to many doctors to find she's "pre-diabetic" (maybe). She has endured daily shots in her abdomen and blood sugar tests (dang pricks, hehe) to regulate her condition and allow her body to ovulate. Some of this seemed to work, some seemed like we were reaching at straws. Eventually we seemed to get her out of the danger zone through diet and medicine and hoped that now her body would cooperate. We often wondered how when we looked out into the world and saw so many people who couldn't raise a cactus much less a human being, seem to find it so easy to propagate the species, yet we, two loving people with a good life to provide, found it so difficult to do so.
I even got the joy of visiting the office to drop off my little guys to find out if they are swimming in the deep end or hanging out by the steps trying to look cool while picking the pool toys off the bottom with their feet (or is it tails?). Fortunately they seemed to be olympic swimmers not affected by the tighty whities and tight pants of yesteryear. By the way does anybody know how long I should have spent in that little room? It felt that there was a timer outside the door and the staff placed bets on how long each patient would take. Hope I made someone lunch money for the week.
Along the way we both got in shape and back out of shape and gave up on the whole fertility doctor thing and just decided to let God and a little bit of doctoring take over. God is amazing we knew, and he would provide for us in time.
We have very recently decided to look into foster care and adoption, because we are interested in spreading the love wether or not we have children naturally. It seems to us that maybe we were being led in this direction and that maybe this was our way to start building our family. We met with our pastor and his wife for a wonderfully informative meeting about thier experience with foster care and adoption. We came away from that even more convinced that this was a route we should be explore and scheduled another meeting with some church members that have done the same.
On June 20th Danielle woke me up to go to church. If you know me, I don't wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed, I barely function for about an hour and after a 2 liter of Mountain Dew. Danielle is absolutely amazing when he has to wake me up, nice and easy but because I'm like a bump on a log I usually still don't respond real quick. This morning was the same sweet way but with a twist, she told me she just took a test and when I'd decided to wake up she'd tell me that there was a + sign on it. I opened up my eyes like an eight year old on Christmas Day in Disneyland dancing with Spongebob amped up on a sugar high. She's taken these tests before but this was the first time we got the plus! She waited until after church to take the next one, the "most advanced piece of electronics you'll ever pee on" as the commercial says and but this time we did not get a +. Nope, this time the little LCD computer screen said PREGNANT! Immediately we (I) cried and hugged each other as a family for the first time.
This was it, the moment we have been wishing, praying, practicing, and working towards and it felt more awesome than we ever could have imagined. Thanks be to God, our child has begun it's beautiful journey.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
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