The IVF Journey Begins
This post was written in January and I wanted to repost as a reminder to pray for my baby girl and her husband. I know I have asked many, many times as I have brought this before the Lord many, many times.
I had a dream after my mama died. We had already been praying for several years. I dreamed that my mama was there as was I and my daughter and her little girl with blond curly hair and blue eyes. I can see her as vividly now as I did in my dream.
When Christy was just 2 or 3 years old, my mama gave her a little rag doll. Christy carried it around until the hair was falling off. Mama had written, "Nanny" on one foot and "Granddaddy," on the other foot.
In the dream, Mama said, "I wish you would look at that! (that was mama's expression about everything) She's playing with that doll just like her mama did." That was confirmation to me and from that moment on, I have never doubted.
The apron was made for Christy by my mama
because she wanted one "just like Nanny."
One day our granddaughters will play house
and these will be tucked away until then.
Next week will be the second week of injections
with a second shot added.
On Friday, she will have a trial embryo transfer.
So far, the meds have not made her sick,
She works and is in her masters program.
So, she has a lot going on.
Please pass this along to your friends for prayer.
I will be visiting my newest granddaughter in a couple of weeks.
Our Connor man is adjusting nicely
and Cora is a perfect baby, only waking for feedings.
Hope to share new photos soon.
Today, I need to share my heart.
You, my blog friends, have
become my prayer partners,
for which I am so thankful.
Most of you know,
how long we have been praying for a baby,
I'm so ready to see this smile again-
ready to see my baby girl laugh like she once did,
ready to see that twinkle in her eye again.
Ready to see her celebrate again,
Ready for her heart to sing again,
Ready to see the craziness,
Ready to see this incredible love
shared with a child.
shared with a child.
|(This was taken when our Connor man, her brother's baby,|
Ready to have her experience
the love and joy that is beyond
any love she has ever known.
Praying that the arms that have held others,
will one day very soon,
hold their own.
If being a good husband is any indication
of what kind of daddy he will be,
this man will be the best!
Cancer could not claim him
and neither will infertility defeat him!
After 7 IUIs and a miscarriage,
they will finally start
the IVF process this week-
one step at a time.
On Wednesday, she will start birth control,
as crazy as that sounds,
to start a new cycle.
She and Troy will both
start on antibiotics.
(Don't ask me why!)
She will have her own personal
fertility nurse who will be
with her through the entire process.
She's afraid of so many things,
afraid it won't take,
afraid it will take and
afraid of loss,
afraid of what people will say,
afraid of what people won't say,
afraid of looks of pity,
afraid of looks of excitement-
Today her emotions are all over the place,
Troy is off on business,
and I'm six hours away.
"I will come."
"I'll be okay."
will you give her peace while she waits.