But that they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their stength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles. They shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
I woke up with this scripture chorus running through my head this morning. It applies to so many areas in my life, but particularly trying to concieve. The times the race leaves me weary are the times I'm not waiting on the Lord. His plan is perfect. I have no questions about that. It's the waiting that I struggle with.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Great thought!
I was browsing Pinterest.com and found the greatest quote ever!!!!
"Just because God's not answering your prayers doesn't mean He isn't listening. He's just got something better in store for you ." :-)
"Just because God's not answering your prayers doesn't mean He isn't listening. He's just got something better in store for you ." :-)
Saturday, October 22, 2011
PCOS-Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome~ a leading cause of infertility~
It's been about 10 years since I was diagnosed. Back then, even more so than now, PCOS was fairly unheard of. I pretty much knew that I didn't ovulate regularly, but that was the extent of my knowledge. My sister-in-law then showed me an article in Woman's Day, or some similar magazine. I had every symptom listed in the article. I had an appt at that time to do a fertility work-up. We had been trying to conceive for about a year with no success at that point. The doctor confirmed my suspicions, I had PCOS. At that time little was know about treating the disease. I continued on Clomid, an ovulatory stimulant, for 6 cycles, with no luck. At that point I was done with pill popping, charting basal temperatures, and checking cervical mucus, not to mention the carefully timed intimate meetings with my husband. We decided to take a little time off, though I did not go back on birth control. In the months following, it seemed as if everyone was announcing their pregnancy. While I was happy for most of them, you know there's always at least one that you ask the Lord "why them and not me," I was really sad that nothing was happening for us. It was time to go back to the doctor.
After our break, I decided to go to a specialist. Now that it had been about a year, there was some progress made in PCOS research. It was becoming known that many PCOS women are also insulin resistant, and many doctors were placing their patients on Metformin, or Gloucophage. While at the specialist, I too was given a prescription of the drug, as well as a high blood pressure med and a cholesterol lowering med, even though both of the latter issues had not been developed. While on these three meds, I became very ill. I would nearly faint in the shower, I could not eat without feeling nauseous. All due to the side effects of the meds. I took myself off of all the meds, and stopped seeing the doctor. Let me just say that this is in no way advised, but I have never been a very good patient anyway. We again decided that we would not actively try to conceive, but would look into other options.
It was around this time that my husband got a job transfer that would move us about 120 miles away. We decided that I would not look for a job in our new city, and we would research alternate options to become parents. We looked into foreign adoptions, but decided the cost was higher than we wanted to pay. Domestic infant adoptions were not much different. Then we looked into foster care. Our first thoughts were that we would foster while taking a break in trying for a biological baby. When we met with our certifier, we told them that while we were not specifically looking to adopt, if children in our care came up for adoption, we would love to have them. We got our first placement just a few weeks after we had completed all our classes. A sibling set of 2 was placed with us. The little girl was only eleven months old, and had been in foster care for six months, her brother was nearly 4 and had been in and our of foster care his whole life. The Lord allowed us to care for these children for 2 whole years. We really thought that they would come up for adoption, and by that time we were really ready to adopt. Upon their reunification with their biological mother, we accepted a new placement. Three children, a 7 year old, a 3 year old and a 15 month old. Just 3 months after their placement we got a call from their social worker asking if we would be willing to take their new baby brother. Of course we said yes. We were able to bring baby "Jay-Jay" home from the hospital. He stayed with us for a month, then returned to his biological mom. For a full year, we wondered where he was and how he was doing. Almost a year to the day, Jay came back to us. Three and a half years after they first came to us, our adoption became final, and we became a forever family.
As painful as our journey was, it's easy to see that all along the Lord knew which children were meant to be ours. If just one bump along the road had been removed, our children would not be with us. When we were facing the reunification with our first placement, I stumbled along a verse that spoke volumes to me. I now declare it as my life verse- Isaiah 55:8-9 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are my ways your ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
Christina
After our break, I decided to go to a specialist. Now that it had been about a year, there was some progress made in PCOS research. It was becoming known that many PCOS women are also insulin resistant, and many doctors were placing their patients on Metformin, or Gloucophage. While at the specialist, I too was given a prescription of the drug, as well as a high blood pressure med and a cholesterol lowering med, even though both of the latter issues had not been developed. While on these three meds, I became very ill. I would nearly faint in the shower, I could not eat without feeling nauseous. All due to the side effects of the meds. I took myself off of all the meds, and stopped seeing the doctor. Let me just say that this is in no way advised, but I have never been a very good patient anyway. We again decided that we would not actively try to conceive, but would look into other options.
It was around this time that my husband got a job transfer that would move us about 120 miles away. We decided that I would not look for a job in our new city, and we would research alternate options to become parents. We looked into foreign adoptions, but decided the cost was higher than we wanted to pay. Domestic infant adoptions were not much different. Then we looked into foster care. Our first thoughts were that we would foster while taking a break in trying for a biological baby. When we met with our certifier, we told them that while we were not specifically looking to adopt, if children in our care came up for adoption, we would love to have them. We got our first placement just a few weeks after we had completed all our classes. A sibling set of 2 was placed with us. The little girl was only eleven months old, and had been in foster care for six months, her brother was nearly 4 and had been in and our of foster care his whole life. The Lord allowed us to care for these children for 2 whole years. We really thought that they would come up for adoption, and by that time we were really ready to adopt. Upon their reunification with their biological mother, we accepted a new placement. Three children, a 7 year old, a 3 year old and a 15 month old. Just 3 months after their placement we got a call from their social worker asking if we would be willing to take their new baby brother. Of course we said yes. We were able to bring baby "Jay-Jay" home from the hospital. He stayed with us for a month, then returned to his biological mom. For a full year, we wondered where he was and how he was doing. Almost a year to the day, Jay came back to us. Three and a half years after they first came to us, our adoption became final, and we became a forever family.
As painful as our journey was, it's easy to see that all along the Lord knew which children were meant to be ours. If just one bump along the road had been removed, our children would not be with us. When we were facing the reunification with our first placement, I stumbled along a verse that spoke volumes to me. I now declare it as my life verse- Isaiah 55:8-9 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are my ways your ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
Christina
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