Our miracle baby

How do I begin to thank God for answering our prayer? We found out on Tuesday, May 1st (Happy May Day!) that we are pregnant. I fell on my knees in the bathroom and thanked God for this miracle. Walt came home from work (running late) and I told him. He was so excited, but we were both still nervous that perhaps the test was wrong...so I went in to my doctor and they confirmed it with a blood test. I am positively pregnant! The levels were low though, so I had to go back for another test in two days, and they had gone up the way they needed to...thank God again!

For those of you who don't know, or think perhaps I am exaggerating the "miracle" bit of this news, let me tell you that last month we didn't do anything. In fact, we didn't even take any ovulation tests. I continued to take my temperature every morning, but it was so crazy that I told Walt I couldn't make sense of it, and was glad we hadn't done an IUI that month, since I didn't even know if I had ovulated! We did acupuncture for the first time this month, and he had me on this herb called Shatavari. And we continued to pray for a baby. To some, that may seem like we did a lot, but it was actually a big huge break from "trying" so hard. The two months before we had done two IUI's (artificial inseminations) and both had failed. And we were making plans to do a Hysteroscopy surgery this month, and probably proceed to start the IVF (in-vitro fertilization) process, if the surgery went well to clean out the "mass" in my uterus.

All of this just makes the timing of this baby that much more perfect. I thank God for his perfect plan, and for this perfect timing. I realized the other day that if I weren't pregnant right now, I would probably be going in this week for surgery, and it was one year ago almost to the day that I had major Laparoscopy surgery and found out about my "severe" endometriosis. I remember that one of my first ventures out of the house after "healing" all week was to go to church for Mother's Day. It was awful. How sweet of the Lord to give me this Mother's Day, one year later, of happiness and joy and fulfilled hopes and dreams and prayers.