Road to Pregnancy

I've always wanted children but wasn't exactly the kid-friendly person. My hubby is a kid magnet. Kids from all over the country stand in line to play with him. Ok, maybe not all over, but he does have a swarm of kids surrounding him on any given Sunday after church. Me on the other hand, could play with kids for about 5 minutes before my ADD would kick in. 

To be a woman, means that you birth babies, this is what separates us from the men. When Marc and I were dating, the question everyone asks was "When are you getting married?" After Marc and I got hitched the question immediately became, "How is married life?" which was quickly followed by, "When are you going to have a baby?" It seems as though no one is ever satisfied with someone ELSE'S present state of life, they are always wanting more.

I wanted kids, but also looked at it as it was just the next step in life. I never really thought about what it would mean to me, my body, or overall lifestyle. Although I did think it was incredibly cool that Marc and I could actually CREATE a life and therefore we started trying in December 2008. 

Call me Fertile Mertile like my mother because it happened the next month! January 19-MLK day and one day before the first African American President of the United States, Barack Obama was sworn into office. I woke Marc up around 6:50am and showed him shirt that read, "Baby Daddy!" We called our two sets of parents on three-way and shared the news with them. Everyone was super excited! That Thursday Marc traveled back to Tampa to work the Superbowl. I had been feeling slightly crampy and unsure of what was happening in my body. Long story short, the next day my doctor confirmed a miscarriage. With Marc in Tampa I stayed with my parents. It was interesting to experience excitement on Thursday and sadness on Friday. I imagined I would not truly be able to move past the loss, until I was pregnant again. So we kept trying...even when the doctor told us to wait- we didn't. 

It was May 17 and five days after a negative test we got a Big Fat Positive (BFP)!! The excitement was back and we immediately prayed for a happy and healthy child to be delivered at FULL Term with no complications. The journey had started... 

Song: Bless the Lord (Son of Man) by Tye Tribbett & G. A. 

You are my Strength, My Deliverer

The One who rescued me

My hope, my redeemer

Your love has set me free!!