God’s timing is so amazing sometimes! As you can see from my previous post I was feeling pretty down today. Work was stressful and pain levels were high. But God is always faithful to pick us up when we are down! And always at the perfect time! When I got out of class I found out that our nursery bedding had arrived so that gave me something fun to look forward to when I got home (see the picture!)! And then we got a call from our social worker! Our homestudy starts FRIDAY!!! If my hips weren’t hurting so bad I would have pulled a Tom Cruise and started jumping up and down on the couch! God knew exactly what I needed (as usual) and I feel so refreshed! While it is often difficult to see past the pain, when I remained focused on Him my perspective is automatically changed. Thank you God for being so good!
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September, 2008
Frustrating start to the week . . .
The last couple days I have had a new symptom surface and its been bothering me. I really don’t know how to describe it. Its like chest pains mixed with rapid heart rate mixed with asthma wheezing. Its been pretty bothersome and has woken me up several times the last couple days. But here’s the thing…what doctor do I call? Do I call my neurologist? My rheumotologist? My gynecologist who handles most of my health stuff and coordinates with all other doctors? Or do I just call the PA I see for sinus infections or strep? John really wants me to call the doctor but I honestly don’t know where to turn. I have found myself growing more and more discouraged about my health. I am really trying to stay positive and look on the bright side of things but sometimes its very hard. I have been reading a book called The Shack and it has really helped me gain a better perspective. So when things get tough I am learning to trust the Spirit and the guidance she provides!
Finally someone got the words right!
I read the following here and I just had to repost this! Finally someone has been able to put into words all of the things I have been feeling regarding infertility!
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“Couples experiencing infertility often receive well-meaning but extremely insensitive “advice.” We can all list the most popular ones: “Just relax and you’ll get pregnant,” or “Adopt and you’ll get pregnant.” Of the most painful from those who think they’ve got the goods on God’s plan, “Maybe God never meant for you to have children.” The sheer audacity of making a statement like that never fails to amaze me.”
These same people would never walk up to someone seeking treatment for cancer and say, “Maybe God never meant for you to live.” However, because I am infertile, I’m supposed to get on with my life. It’s hard to understand that people can not see infertility for what it is, a disease for which I have to seek treatment.
What if Jonas Salk had said to the parents of polio victims, “Maybe God meant for thousands of our children to be cripples, live in an iron lung or die.” What if he’d never tried to find a cure? Who could think for one minute that that was God’s plan?What do I think God meant when he gave me infertility? I think he meant for my husband and me to grow closer, become stronger, love deeper.
I think God meant for us to find the fortitude within ourselves to get up every time infertility knocks us down. I think God meant for our medical community to discover medicines, invent medical equipment, create procedures and protocols. I think God meant for us to find a cure for infertility.
No, God never meant for me not to have children. That’s not my destiny; that’s just a fork in the road I’m on. I’ve been placed on the road less traveled, and, like it or not, I’m a better person for it. Clearly, God meant for me to develop more compassion, deeper courage, and greater inner strength on this journey to resolution, and I haven’t let Him down.
Frankly, if the truth be known, I think God has singled me out for a special treatment. I think God meant for me to build a thirst for a child so strong and so deep that when that baby is finally placed in my arms, it will be the longest, coolest, most refreshing drink I’ve ever known.Yes, one way or another, I will have a baby of my own. And the next time someone wants to offer me unsolicited advice I’ll say, “Don’t tell me what God meant when He handed me infertility. I already know.”