IUI Update

Our IUI on Friday morning went very well, and it was one of the most amazing days of my life. One way or another, it is a day I will always cherish. In one whole year of trying to get pregnant and never once ovulating, we were given the opportunity to truly try. What a blessing!

I've often talked about our experience with infertility as a journey or a path that God has placed us on. On Friday I felt like I'd come across beautiful flowers growing along our path. Most days I feel like I'm stumbling along uneven ground or walking across hidden thorns, and if I'm lucky enough to have a "good day," then I get to walk on a smooth path; however, it's still dark and scary. Friday was a great day though. It was the best day I've had through all this. There was no darkness, fear, or sadness. I felt joyful, hopeful, and blessed. Despite how this turns out, I am grateful for such a wonderful day.

I had to stay flat on the table for about 15 minutes after the IUI, and all I could think was that this might be the beginning of a new journey for us and how fortunate we are to be able to know the exact day it began. Of course I would have preferred the "old fashioned way," but I am so thankful that there is another option for women like me. I am in awe of modern medicine and what all it can do. However, I am more in awe of what God does, of His miracles, and of the way He clears our paths for us and takes each step with us. He knows exactly where this will take us and how many more steps until we're there, but He still walks it with us.

On a less sentimental note, I have a bump. It's obviously not a baby bump, but it's a bump nonetheless. I like to look at it in the mirror and pretend it is a baby bump. It's noticeable too. Karl noticed it, and my friend Jesse noticed it. When the follicles all ruptured, they released fluid (just like they're supposed to), but since there were so many, the fluid went into my abdominal cavity, and it's making my stomach stick out. Also, my boobies are sore. This is probably from the progesterone I'm taking, but if it were 2 or 3 weeks down the road, it would be a pregnancy symptom. I like to pretend with that too. I push on them constantly to see if they're still sore. If you happen to pull up beside me at a red light, just don't look at me. I'll probably have my hands on my chest. Also my lower stomach is sore from all the fluid, but I like to push on it too to make sure it hurts because I like to think I am so in tune with my body that when I get pregnant, my uterus will be tender to the touch (I don't care if doctors say this is not possible), and I'll know right away. Hey, a girl can dream! :)

I'll know more next week... Please keep us in your prayers!