|9 weeks: yikes! I don't think I looked like this until 20 weeks with Teagan!|
|10 weeks, 1 day|
Definitely not the news we wanted to hear. I began praying about the situation and for the first time, I truly gave this burden over to God. I felt so incredibly blessed to have a daughter that I almost felt like I was asking too much to have another baby. Why did I deserve to, when so many other women cannot? I prayed for strength to be prepared for whatever outcome the Lord had planned. I saw my doctor a week later for a post op appointment and she told me that there was one last test she wanted to try before sending me to the IVF specialist. The name of the test is somewhere around 10 syllables, but basically they attempt to force a type of dye thru the fallopian tubes, flushing them out and opening them up. I knew what to expect because I had done this before getting pregnant with Teagan. (My right tube had been closed since trying to get pregnant with Teagan) The test is time sensitive with your cycle, so I knew it would take a bit of time before I could do it. I continued to pray and pray and pray, until I really felt the weight lift off my shoulders. I was ready to be satisfied with having only one child.
The day came to have the test done, and I prayed the entire way to the hospital. The doctor who did the test was very nice. He talked to me the entire time and wanted to know how I came to need this test. At the end, he showed me the x-ray film and said, "well Amber, I'm not sure what happened in the month since your surgery, but both of your tubes are completely clear."
"Excuse me? What did you say?" was my reaction and upon hearing him repeat his previous sentence, a tear began to run down my face. (weird, I know, but I am an ugly crier, haha! No one needs to see that) PRAISE GOD! I absolutely hate crying in front of people, so I did my best to thank him and get to my car quickly. Then I preceded to cry tears of happiness and thankfulness the whole drive home. I prayed, praising and thanking God for this miracle the entire way and didn't even stop to call Renny and tell him the news! When I called him, he couldn't believe it either. I called my doctor and let her know and when I went back to see her she reviewed the results and gave us the go ahead to try on our own for 3 months before we looked into any infertility treatments.
Try we did for a month, a second month, and a third month with no positive pregnancy test. I would like to say that this didn't get me down, but I would be a liar. It was disappointing, but I just kept praying for the Lord to give us a baby or give me the strength to realize it wasn't going to happen. Renny and I talked and decided to just try another month before trying anything else. I still made an appointment with my doctor to explore our options, but she couldn't see me for another month anyway.
Three days before I was scheduled to see the doctor about infertility treatments, I took a pregnancy test. It came back POSITIVE! Another miracle! More tears, but luckily Renny promised to love me forever, even if I am an ugly crier :) I am now 10 weeks and 1 day pregnant. There hasn't been a day that has past that I haven't thanked God for allowing us to have another child. Sometimes I still want to cry, I am so happy. Miracles do happen and God is always responsible for them.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Jesus for this opportunity. I can't wait to meet my new son/daughter next year!