Sunday, October 7, 2012

A Promise Fulfilled, an Oath to Be Kept


Hello, there...

No worries people!  I did not fall off the face of the earth.  

You may be wondering where in the world I have been since last year.  
Please, sit.  
Grab a cup of Joe, or whatever your drink of choice may be...


Join me as I take you on a voyage,
the voyage that has brought me full circle back to this blog...


A couple days ago, the promise of cooler weather from our local meteorologists had me reminiscent of the struggles Jeremy and I had getting pregnant.  It was last year, around this time, that we began seeing a fertility specialist in search of answers on why we weren't becoming pregnant.

In my reminiscent and contemplative state, I logged onto my blog.
Long neglected by its author, I noticed my poor blog hadn't been written upon since last December.  December 5th, to be exact.

The last title:
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS

 Little did I know that...

 Exactly two weeks later, on December 19th, we would receive news that changed our lives forever.

My doctor's office had called me on that cold, rainy day with the three most precious words I have ever heard in all my life...

YOU ARE PREGNANT...

All the hurt, pain, heartache, disappointment of the last several years were washed away on that rainy day.

To tell you the truth, I had taken several pregnancy tests at home the couple days before my blood test at the doctor.  I just felt...different.

Want proof of my state of mind those days before my blood test?

Here you go...


Count them.
Yes, that's correct. Seven tests. And all say 'positive'.
And I'm pretty sure I took more, but these are the ones I saved for photographic evidence.

(Funny what years of disappointment will do to you.  I actually had doubts with these positive home pregnancy tests.  I thought, "Maybe one of the shots I gave myself during treatment is giving me a false positive.")

But, alas, I knew for sure after that phone call that is was really true!


I had always dreamed of the way I would tell Jeremy we were pregnant, and I finally had my chance.  The best Christmas gift I gave my husband last year...



It took a while for the pregnancy to sink in for me.  Once you have journeyed down the road of infertility, it is very difficult to shift gears.

And, I wanted so badly to continue writing on my blog.  I had heard so much positive feedback and there were so many people that told me the blog was an inspiration to them during their infertility.

I just wasn't sure how to share the news on my blog or how to transition from a blog about infertility to a blog about pregnancy. It is hard to explain.  I have regrets about it, I really do.  I wanted to share the miraculous news and be a testament to God's goodness and faithfulness.

But I didn't...
Forgive me?  Thank you!


Now, I feel better and we can move on...

 The pregnancy began sinking in eventually, as we watched our little miracle grow...



  And shall I impress you with my ever growing belly?











My pregnancy was complicated with bleeding and preterm contractions, so I was taken off work and put on bedrest at 21 weeks.  It wasn't all fun and games, but it was well worth it.

Because 37 weeks after our baby was conceived,




JACOB ROBERT TYSON
was born on
AUGUST 8th, 2012


The best day of our lives --
the day we became...


a FAMILY OF THREE!



So, you may be asking
Where now shall the direction of this blog go?


Well, remember that story in the Bible I told you about?
The story about Hannah and her promise to God if He were to give her a son?


And she made a vow, saying:

 Lord Almighty, if you will only look on your servant’s misery and remember me...
 He remembered me.

 and not forget your servant but give her a son...
 He gave me a son.

then I will give him to the Lord for all the days of his life...
 Now I must keep my promise to Him daily.


Have any of you moms ever contemplated what a profound thought this is?
 To daily give your child back to the Lord?
To daily sacrifice your hopes, desires, dreams for this little child to the Lord?

It is quite profound, really.

My desire is for my son's life to be a testament of God's goodness, faithfulness, and loving kindness.
So, continue to join me as I celebrate this little life God has given me.
Join me as I learn to keep my oath.

A promise fulfilled!

An oath to be kept.



1 comment :

  1. I thank God for my sweet precious nephew all the time! What a blessing!.....so many tears and prayers....and a whole lotta patience later....the sweetest little baby boy came in to this world!

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