On our 7th wedding anniversary (February 2) we received one of the biggest shocks of our life. I had not been feeling well for a while and with each day it was getting worse. The day before we decided that I should go see the doctor. We knew one of the first things they would look for was if I was pregnant. So sure that I wasn't we took a test to rule it out. Surprise of all surprises it was positive.
For those who do not know our history that probably doesn't seem that shocking. We spent the first three years of our marriage trying to have a family. No one could figure out what was wrong. Finally I saw a fertility specialist. He was finally able to diagnose what others had missed. Testing, procedures and lots of money later we finally were pregnant. Luke's pregnancy was filled with complications and heartache. We lost Luke's twin at the beginning of my second trimester. Finally my beautiful little boy made it here safely. It was then that we really started to grasp the fact that we would not have the big family we always wanted. When he was one we felt strongly it was time to try for a sibling. We again met with our fertility doctor. After several months of the same procedure it took to get Luke we were left without another baby. My body was not responding to the treatments. We began to worry that we may not be able to have a sibling for Luke. They began to talk to us about more invasive, costly and emotionally and physically draining procedures. We prayed and decided to try one more month. My doctor agreed that he would give it one more try. At the end of our hope we got pregnant a second time. From that moment on we felt complete. We recognized the blessings from our Heavenly Father as miracles. We felt content for the first time. Our family was not what we had envisioned in the beginning, but it was beautiful and wonderful. We closed that chapter in our life and haven't looked back. We decided that we would not go through anymore treatments. We were happy and we were done.
So now imagine our surprise. The doctors had given us a less than 6% chance of ever having a baby without intervention.
Yesterday as I sat in the doctors office and saw my third little baby moving and heart beating I was overwhelmed for the child I never thought I would have. I have been so sick and I have been struggling with not being able to care for my family the way I am used to. It kept my mind at times focused only on now and not what was to come. But yesterday I felt such a connection to my third little angel, our third little miracle. I feel humbled that Heavenly Father has seen fit to answer our prayers. As my OB in Illinois said " You are very lucky so many women with [my struggles] never get any children." My children are my joy and I could not imagine life without them.
I am due September 24. Just 2 years and 3 weeks after I gave birth to Ty.
I would be remissed in all of this to not mention the outpouring of love and service we have received over the last month. There were days I couldn't keep anything down and could not care for my two little boys. I have been cared for and my family has been cared for. Thank you. Also, thank you for your emotional support through our life's journey as we have tried to build our family. We are so lucky to have our friends and family in our life.
enjoying the nice weather...while it lasted. It snowed yesterday...boohoo.
Friday night Luke came downstairs and announced that he and Ty were ready for Church. Luke had dressed them both up. So cute!
Notice the swim trunks and bow tie, interesting ensemble.
Wednesday night Luke came running in with a pair of clean underwear on his head and carrying Ty's dirty (not poopy thankfully) diaper in his hand. Next came Ty completely buck naked courtesy of Luke. We couldn't help it, we laughed so hard. Then we had to chase Ty down and put a diaper on him before he made a mess. They crack us up!
