A long journey with a very happy ending.

Remember how I blogged a few months ago about how I had finally come to terms with the fact that we might only have one child and how I finally felt at peace with our decision to stop our infertility treatments? Funny story......

A couple of days after my long/"come to Jesus" run, I had a dream. I had a dream about the most beautiful baby boy with blonde hair and big brown eyes. He was so real to me and I remember every second of my dream. You see, it had been over a year since I had any sort of dream about a baby and I thought it was kind of weird. I was in a good place, why was I dreaming about babies? I woke up after Jordan had already left for work and thought, "I'll have to tell Jordan about my dream later."

Two hours later, I get a phone call from Jordan at work. He proudly informed me that he was given an award for the last project he worked on they were giving him a bonus of $1,000. My heart skipped a beat and my mind started to race. Each insemination that we do costs $1,000. I immediately made a connection between my dream and this bonus and told Jordan everything that happened. Jordan came home that night and we had a long talk about what we were going to do. My body screamed, "No more" but my heart said, "This is an answer to your prayers, listen." Jordan finally convinced me that we should do ONE more insemination. We didn't want to pass the oppportunity up if this really was a sign from Heavenly Father and our one shot to finally get pregnant.

I called my infertility clinic the next day to see it if was even possible to start hormones this late in my cycle. My nurse replied with, "This is the VERY LAST DAY in any cycle to start any sort of hormone." I got my prescriptions lined up and jumped in. The next few weeks were the hardest few weeks out of the 4 months I had been on treatments. My attitude was not too great (I had serious doubts) and I felt miserable the whole time. I didn't want to get my hopes up but every step of the process seemed to be going perfectly.

On September 15th, I got a positive pregnancy test followed by a series of positive blood tests with rising hormone levels. Two weeks later we saw a heart beat and everything suddenly became real for me. I couldn't believe it. Two years of trying to conceive and it had finally happened. Words can't explain how we felt at that moment and how grateful we were to be blessed with another little baby.

So here we are... 11 weeks pregnant and no sign of miscarriage yet. We had another ultra sound last week and once again saw a heart beat and growing baby. Our little one even waved at us, showing off his/her 5 beautiful, little fingers. My heart immediately melted and my nerves were finally calmed. Our due date is May 25th.

 Miracles do happen, you just have to have faith and listen to the guidence that our Heavenly Father gives us, then thank him every single day for that miracle.