Wednesday, August 20, 2008
No Eggs
My week is already half way over. How exciting is that. Driving home yesterday I was in amazement of how much I was actually enjoying teaching this year. I hope the feeling last all year! So back in January I stopped taking my birth control pills because Scott and I were ready to take that next step. Apparently that next step isn't quite ready for us. At the end of July I went to the doctor for my yearly visit and I told her that I had been taking those at home ovulation predictor tests and they never showed I ovulated. She said she would be surprised if I wasn't ovulating, but going against what she thought, she sent me to have a blood test to see if I was. So, last Tuesday I went and since I'm directionally challenged and never know where I'm going, Scott met me in the parking lot to take me. I was also worried that I would pass out or throw up because I'm a very big baby about having my blood drawn. I had it done and before I even got back to school my arm was bruised. It ended up being a pretty big bruise down my arm, which is surprising because it didn't hurt that bad. In fact, some of it is still there. Monday I called to get the results because they had never called me, and turns our I'm not ovulating. They referred us to the fertility clinic. I was feeling so frustrated about, but I think I'm dealing with it better now. They said they would probably just prescribe me something to take to ovulate. I'm hoping it's just that, but then you start to wonder a little bit. I'm having to deal with the fact that no, we won't have a baby when I want, but we'll have a baby when God wants. So for now I guess I'm just having to be patient. If you know me you know just how patient I am. Pray for my patience.
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Oh, Bethy! No eggs. Aren't the eggs there? They're just not making it to the store, right? :)
Beth, I know that has to be frustrating! But you will get pregnant!! It is hard to be patient!!
You're right, I was just trying to think of a witty title and that's all I could think of.
I totally understand the not being patient thing. It is very hard (for me, it was next to impossible). It is okay to feel all of those emotions. Heck, I cried, fussed, and curled up in a ball and hid for a while, too. But, God, in His perfect timing, gave us Jonathan. His name means "Gift of God" for that very reason. Hang in there. It will happen. God will provide, and you'll make a great mom.
I agree with all of thee above. Praying for you!
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