What I have learned thus far...

I want to tell you a story.

My husband and I, about two years ago now, decided that we had no idea when a "good time to start a family" was. We hadn't done things in the "normal" way from the get go, and were feeling a little over whelmed by the need to do more things before we had kids, but we wanted to have kids fairly soon. So we decided we would start trying to have children in another year or so.

So the year is up, and I am just SO SURE that I won't be able to have children easily. Why? I have no clue, I just didn't feel like it would be an easy thing for me. But we start trying. Another year passes and no baby. I am now more convinced that this baby stuff was going to be a long and expensive process.

We go see a specialist. Expensive. but worth it. We just wanted to see what we would be in for if and when we ever had the money to have babies. Not stressed about time, we are still fairly young, but just wanted to be informed on the journey.

I am diagnosed with PSOS. I would spell it all out for you, but I have no clue how to spell half of those words. So, there you go. And Dr. Specialist tells us about all of these different roads we can take. We choose the least expensive and the one that is less likely to get us pregnant ASAP.

I start taking Met-Formin, a drug that many women with PSOS take. This drug will help prepare my body for when I do get pregnant, and only gives us about a 20% better chance of getting prego. And our insurance covers this treatment/drug. All of the other options, not so much.

I am on this drug for three months. In the third month of taking it, I find out I am pregnant.

So I am way embarrassed, and faced with what a doubting Thomas I had become. I had really gotten to the place where I thought it was up to me and Luke to get us pregnant (as silly as that sounds). Maybe it was my way of coping with how God had made me a little extra special in the baby making way, or maybe I had just lost all hope and faith in Him. I'm still working on figuring that one out. But, none the less, I was there. Lacking faith, and now being shown just how silly I was.

And you would think the story ends there. NOPE! At our first sono, they see two starts of babies. Twins! Oh, I felt so overwhelmed. IT was like God was directly saying to me, "Not only did you lose your faith in me, but I will show you who's boss!"

Humbled, I was. Humbled I am. Lessons have been learned, and I am now in a place of total and complete roller-coaster-ness! We no longer have twins. Just one happy and healthy baby living inside of me. And we are so thankful! And I am still so humbled by His blessings, and by His God-ness!

We saw the baby again yesterday at our 4th sono. Baby was dancing for us (already hamming it up for the camera) and playing peek-a-boo with those tiny hands over baby's eyes.

There's my story. That is one of the many things I have learned from God thus far in being a soon to be Mommy. I hope there is a lesson in it for you. I would hate for this blog post to be in vain.

Blessings, and I love and care for you,
Kara