On August 4, 2010 Trent and I received our GREAT news. Little did we know, the next 5 months would be bittersweet. This is where our journey begins. This past March 2010 I finally went to the Dr. because of constant pain in my left ovary area. It had been going on for about two months went I finally caved and went and had it checked. The news I received scared me. To give you a little back ground info. My mom has poly cystic ovaries and it seemed to my Dr. that it had been hereditary and I would now suffer from the same disease that caused my mom years to become a mother herself. I was terrified. I was sent for an ultrasound and it came back clear. There was nothing wrong with my ovary and I would be perfectly fine. "God is great". The pain eventually quit and then suddenly started back in July, worried once again I went back to the Dr. This time I was told I had an unknown mass on my left ovary. I knew from the previous ultrasound that I didn't have poly cystic ovaries. Now my fear was something even worse. I asked as many questions as I could think of but all my Dr. would say was there was definitely something there but she wasn't sure what. I went home that evening and Trent and I prayed that I would be healed and that the pain would stop.
The next morning I was sent for blood work and told that I needed to have another ultrasound on the upcoming Wednesday. I had my blood work and went home to wait for the dreaded ultrasound the next day. That evening I received a phone call from my Dr.s office telling me to have another pregnancy test when I went for my ultrasound the next day! I was SHOCKED. I told the nurse there must be a mistake because I was not pregnant and was being checked the next day to see what this unknown mass was that had been causing pain for months. Once again "God is GREAT". I began to cry while on the phone with the nurse. I asked her was she telling me that I was pregnant. "Yes" she said "it seems you are". My mind began to race. I was going to me a mother. God had given me just what I always wanted. She then told me I still needed the ultrasound the next day to see what this unknown pain was. For the rest of the day everything was perfect as I tried to figure out how to tell Trent. This was something I had thought about for months. I wasted no time worrying about the pain that was still plagueing me. I had been given a miracle. My Dr. had already warned me that It would probably be a year before I conceived, if that quick. She told me I may end up having to take Clomid to jump start ovulation but she wouldn't prescribe this until we for sure knew what the problem was. So I quit taking my birth control in May and Trent and I began once again to pray that God would give us the desires of our hearts.
My mind kept spinning. A year was all I kept saying to myself," a year". The Dr. was wrong it hadn't taken a year . God heard our crys and blessed us in two short months. I instantly jumped im my car and raced to Trent's office. He would be so happy. We would both be so happy. I couldn't believe how blessed we had been and my mind began to think ahead ,as I wondered, would we have a boy or a girl? and What would he/ she look like?
"So do not fear; for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you." (Isa. 41:10)