So here's a subject I haven't talked about in a while...getting pregnant. Or rather, not getting pregnant.
Sometime in March or early April, Casey and I went to our official "we've been trying for a year with no success" doctors appointment. Having not been overly impressed with the doctor I had been seeing in College Station, I returned to my trusty Sugar Land OB for this important appointment. I filled her in on the past year and a half and immediately a new little section was created in my file...an infertility section. After we met with her, the process officially began and they took about 15 vials of blood. A few days later, I got a call that there were no problems there. This was good news, but at the same time a little annoying because the mystery of non-conception continued.
The next step was my HSG, the little dye test that identifies any blockage in your fallopian tubes. I had this little procedure about two weeks ago and at first glance everything looked clear. Sure enough, I got the call today...no problems there. Again...good, but a little annoying.
When I was on the phone with the nurse today, I must have asked her 20 different ways if there were any more steps between this and medication. She informed me, 20 different ways, that Clomid was my next available option. UGH! I don't think I'm ready for that yet. It's not that I'm against it or anything, I'm sure we will utilize that option at some point, but I'd like to save that as my last resort, I guess, and I'm not there yet.
Casey has also submitted himself to necessary testing, but we do not have results on that yet. We should find out soon.
So that's where we are. Most days I'm content and grateful. I have been given so much already. I have a beautiful family and in no way does it feel incomplete. But, at the same time I feel like there's room for more in our home and in our hearts, and so I do feel sad when the little home pregnancy test tells me, "Not this month." It's more frustrating than anything, I guess...mostly because this is one situation in which you really have no control whatsoever. The waiting is also very frustrating. So much waiting. Waiting for those little starred dates on the calendar (primetime, as we call it.) Waiting to see two lines or one. And then..waiting to start all over again. It's an exercise in patience, I'll tell you that!
Anyways, just wanted to give a little update on this.
We will continue to try. We will continue to pray.
I believe that there will be more children in our home...so we will wait on God...to bring them how He sees fit. In the mean time, our faith is being tested, which produces steadfastness, according to the Word of God (James 1:3), and so I (and my dear friends who share in this trial) can rejoice and be thankful for that as well. Whether He is creating a new life inside our bodies or testing and strengthening our faith, He is at Work and we will know Him more regardless. He is good, regardless. We will love Him, regardless.
Good Night.