As you can see from the "About Me" section in my blog, Faith, Hope, and Love have been a major part of my life. I always knew this, even as a young child, because my parents instilled these 3 truths in me. However, I later learned just how important it is to hold tight to your Faith, Hope, and Love.
On June 23, 2001, I married my college sweet heart and best friend Paul. We both grew up in Christian homes, and were very goal oriented people. We knew we wanted to get a good start in our lives and our relationship together before we started to build our family. So, we focused on our education, careers, and each other, and then after being married 5 years, we decided it was time to start our family. However, this was not in God's time, and boy were my Faith, Hope, and Love tested.
I was half way through with my Masters when we decided to try for a baby. I thought we would try and it might take a couple of months, but it wouldn't be long before we would be announcing the "big news" to all of our family and friends, but I was wrong. We desperately tried to have a baby for over a year with no luck. Then I started becoming nauseous all of the time, and could barely eat anything without feeling sick. So, I decided that it was time to see the doctor. After several tests, I found out that I had cysts on my left ovary.
I was then sent to see Dr. Smith in Owensboro, and she scheduled me for Laproscopic Surgery a week before Thanksgiving. While in surgery not only did she find and remove the cyst, but she also discovered that I was full of Stage 3 Endometriosis. So, she took care of that as well. We were all expecting me to be pregnant by January, but I wasn't. At this point we discovered that I was not ovulating, so I began taking the fertility drug Clomid in February of 2007, and in March I found out that I was pregnant. We were thrilled. After a year of trying, a surgery, and clomid, we were ready to have a baby. But it was still not in God's timing for me. In early April, I had an ultrasound and found out that my baby had not formed. We were devastated, but we kept on trying.
In August, I found out I was pregnant again. This time we were more cautious about spreading the news, and I took extra "precautions" to try to protect this little baby. Then in September, I woke up in the middle of the night and had started to miscarry. We went to the doctor first thing that morning, but by then there was nothing that could be done. I had just lost my second baby. Devastated didn't come close to describing how we felt.
My Faith, Hope, and Love were beginning to fade. I was so worried. I kept thinking what have I done to deserve this punishment? where did I go wrong? I was beginning to lose hope. I started believing that I might not ever be blessed with a baby, and worst of all my love started diminishing. I began to find myself bitter with family and friends who were being blessed. It hurt so bad to see everyone else's lives continue on in happiness, while mine felt as if I was stuck in this terrible, painful place.
However, even though MY Faith, Hope, and Love seemed to be disappearing, these 3 seemed to be growing ALL AROUND ME from my family and friends. Someone was always there to listen, give advice, or a shoulder to cry on. Paul, my mom, Geri, Brittany, Aaron, Kendra, Amy R., Brandy, and many others were always there encouraging me to keep on, reminding me that God loves me and wants to bless me.
In October, Paul and I decided we needed a break from reality, and went on a cruise with our good friends the Ragers. It was exactly what we needed. We left all of our pain and worries at home, and lived carefree for a week on the open seas. I hadn't felt that good in 2 years. I was sad to see our week end, but at the same time I was refreshed and able to see that life had so many awesome things to offer me, even if it was not the exact things that I was longing for at that time. I knew God loved me and that he would bless me, but it had to be HIS time.
Then on November 18, 2007 Paul and I found out that we were having a baby, and this time I wasn't even taking the clomid. How awesome is God!!!! On December 10, 2007 we had our first ultrasound, and we heard a heart beat. It was the most beautiful sound that I had ever heard. Although I was very nervous considering my past two pregnancies, I gave this one over to the Lord, and he blessed it. On March 3, 2008, Paul, my mom, Paul's mom,and I went for the "big" ultrasound, and everything looked wonderful and healthy. We found out that we were going to be blessed with a baby boy. I continued to have a great pregnancy, and on July 22 I gave birth to my wonderful precious baby boy, Landon.
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Although those two years were the hardest time I have had to go through at this point in my life, I learned the importance of holding tight to your Faith, Hope, and Love. A good friend shared this scripture with me, and it got me through a lot of hard times: I will not leave you comfortless; I will come to you. John 14:18 I have also learned that God's time is the RIGHT time. I received my little blessing right when I needed him the most. So, through all this,l I have learned to never give up Faith, Hope, and Love.