A special delivery and where we're at.
I had been waiting for a box to arrive at my doorstep for days now. I had tracked it, dreamt about it (especially during those half-asleep mom naps, the ones where you never really fall asleep because you think a child is calling your name), and I had even imagined the doorbell ringing while washing dishes (it didn't).
So today when my email exclaimed that my "package had been delivered to my doorstep" I drove a little faster through south town and drove extra slow by the front of my house. I parked in my garage and raced to my front door and saw the packing taped box sitting on my step! "The snowflake adoption shirts are here!!" I shouted through the house, grinning. Koa and Norah helped to rip off the tape and pulled the 9 lbs of shirts out by the arm falls! I immediately searched through the box, found my size and pulled it on. Then proudly the kids took Jason's shirt to him upstairs to wake him from sleeping off the night shift.
This box of shirts means so much more to me than "a box of shirts". It means a community supporting us on our journey to a baby. It means that we are SO close to being matched with an embryo donor. It means that we are months away from possibly being pregnant (whaaaaattt??)!
When a reproductive endocrinologist first told me the hopeful news that I may be able to carry a child someday through IVF or Embyro adoption, I was in shock. When I was 17 and had my first surgery telling me I would never be able to conceive, I fully believed that carrying a child was also never an option. At this time, we had JUST adopted Norah and Jason was knee deep in nursing school. There was no way we would ever be able to afford IVF and plus we had a newborn already. My doctor basically told us that when we were ready to move forward with IVF in a few years, to come and see him.
I had a friend of a friend going through IVF with the same clinic and I was in denial about the cost of 1 round much less 3. I wasn't sure we could go through all this with an egg donor and even be able to afford the cost. Meanwhile, my other (Instagram) friend had gone through snowflake adoption and was successful and her story ministered to me so much. I was hopeful and asked her about the process. She happened to give me a name of a good clinic and in September I took a leap of faith and called the clinic to see if it would even be possible for them to work me and my unique medical needs.
Fast forward to me visiting California in November and finding out that I did indeed have a viable uterus that could carry a baby! I was ecstatic! This clinic was much more affordable and I felt that God had opened so many doors to lead us there. After my surgery to remove polyps, TONS of medical records being transferred, blood work and genetic counseling completed, we are now onto STEP #7 which is be matched with a donor.
Jason and I are so excited to be at this point. Some days he looks at me with a grin and says, "I can't believe you are actually going to be pregnant." We have been married 8.5 years and never once before this, was this dream becoming a reality. I usually just grin back and say "you better get used to the idea!"
Pregnancy is such a surreal concept for me to even grasp. As long as we've been married, I'd hoped and prayed that I'd just randomly get pregnant someday by a creative miracle and I've even taken pregnancy tests. I really believe God has made this miracle possible through this route and I am so thankful that we are able to be here on this Snowflake Baby Journey. Our fundraiser shirts read "A Snowflake never falls in the wrong place." I believe that God knew where this precious frozen embryo or embryos belonged even before they were ever formed. I'm choosing to have faith through this journey and believe that God can do exceedingly and abundantly far above all we could ever ask or think.
A SNOWFLAKE NEVER FALLS IN THE WRONG PLACE.
xx- Naomi
So today when my email exclaimed that my "package had been delivered to my doorstep" I drove a little faster through south town and drove extra slow by the front of my house. I parked in my garage and raced to my front door and saw the packing taped box sitting on my step! "The snowflake adoption shirts are here!!" I shouted through the house, grinning. Koa and Norah helped to rip off the tape and pulled the 9 lbs of shirts out by the arm falls! I immediately searched through the box, found my size and pulled it on. Then proudly the kids took Jason's shirt to him upstairs to wake him from sleeping off the night shift.
This box of shirts means so much more to me than "a box of shirts". It means a community supporting us on our journey to a baby. It means that we are SO close to being matched with an embryo donor. It means that we are months away from possibly being pregnant (whaaaaattt??)!
When a reproductive endocrinologist first told me the hopeful news that I may be able to carry a child someday through IVF or Embyro adoption, I was in shock. When I was 17 and had my first surgery telling me I would never be able to conceive, I fully believed that carrying a child was also never an option. At this time, we had JUST adopted Norah and Jason was knee deep in nursing school. There was no way we would ever be able to afford IVF and plus we had a newborn already. My doctor basically told us that when we were ready to move forward with IVF in a few years, to come and see him.
I had a friend of a friend going through IVF with the same clinic and I was in denial about the cost of 1 round much less 3. I wasn't sure we could go through all this with an egg donor and even be able to afford the cost. Meanwhile, my other (Instagram) friend had gone through snowflake adoption and was successful and her story ministered to me so much. I was hopeful and asked her about the process. She happened to give me a name of a good clinic and in September I took a leap of faith and called the clinic to see if it would even be possible for them to work me and my unique medical needs.
Fast forward to me visiting California in November and finding out that I did indeed have a viable uterus that could carry a baby! I was ecstatic! This clinic was much more affordable and I felt that God had opened so many doors to lead us there. After my surgery to remove polyps, TONS of medical records being transferred, blood work and genetic counseling completed, we are now onto STEP #7 which is be matched with a donor.
Jason and I are so excited to be at this point. Some days he looks at me with a grin and says, "I can't believe you are actually going to be pregnant." We have been married 8.5 years and never once before this, was this dream becoming a reality. I usually just grin back and say "you better get used to the idea!"
Pregnancy is such a surreal concept for me to even grasp. As long as we've been married, I'd hoped and prayed that I'd just randomly get pregnant someday by a creative miracle and I've even taken pregnancy tests. I really believe God has made this miracle possible through this route and I am so thankful that we are able to be here on this Snowflake Baby Journey. Our fundraiser shirts read "A Snowflake never falls in the wrong place." I believe that God knew where this precious frozen embryo or embryos belonged even before they were ever formed. I'm choosing to have faith through this journey and believe that God can do exceedingly and abundantly far above all we could ever ask or think.
A SNOWFLAKE NEVER FALLS IN THE WRONG PLACE.
xx- Naomi
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