I don’t write a lot about my personal life on this blog. I prefer to keep it food focused for the most part. I felt it appropriate though to post on a particular part of my personal journey because I feel strongly about chronicling the goodness of the Lord. He is deserving of all glory and I believe He writes each of our stories so that we can magnify Him. So here goes:
At the end of February 2009, my husband and I packed up our cars and a large UHaul and moved from Louisville, KY to his hometown in Texas. It was a hard time for me. I was leaving friends who had become family over the past 6 years. We were also walking into the great unknown. Neither of us had jobs and we were armed with only visions of what the Lord might have in store for us.
I knew we were making the move because the Lord had laid church planting on our hearts and I felt confident that this was the place He wanted us to be. I also hoped that while we were watching Him grow a church we would get to watch Him grow our family as well. He did choose to bless us with an amazing body of believers and we have been awed as we have watched Him create a vibrant church. He didn’t see fit to grow our family though. Month after month I was disappointed to find that I was not pregnant. After a year of trying, I went to visit a doctor. He ran us through a series of preliminary tests. Everything came back normal so he laid out our options. It was daunting to say the least. We took a step back to think about which step to take next.
Eventually we decided that I would proceed forward with a diagnostic surgery. Though painful, the surgery revealed that I suffered from a severe case of endometriosis. I went on 6 months of injections which kicked my body into menopause in the hopes of starving out the endometriosis so that we might possibly be able to conceive in the future. We knew that the injections wouldn’t cure my condition for good, but studies showed that it would most likely buy us some time.
Once everything returned to normal, we set out to try again. I didn’t have high hopes. I had been through years of disappointments in this area so I was a bit reserved. After three months of trying, I resolved to make a doctor’s appointment to discuss our options once again. I knew we only had a small window and I didn’t want to waste precious time. The day before making the call, I realized that things were a bit off. I decided to take a pregnancy test to set my mind at ease. You can imagine how shocked I was to find that it was positive. I was shaking when I showed it to my husband and requested he drive me to the drug store so we could try a different test. There was just no way it could be accurate. I was still reeling when I took my third test the next morning and got another positive result.
Morning/all-day sickness set in shortly thereafter though and confirmed that God had chosen to answer our prayers for a family in this way. We could not be more thankful for His gracious and undeserved gift. Today I am 15 weeks pregnant and we expect to welcome a little one in May. Please pray for us that this precious life would grow and flourish over the next months and that we would welcome a healthy baby in 2012.






