My wife goes to the urgent care thinking she has the flu, instead finding out she is pregnant ... priceless!
Details of what happened:
We never expected to become pregnant naturally. All doctors agreed that given her medical diagnosis, she would never be able to get pregnant in our own. Among the facts are one of her fallopian tubes is blocked, low thyroid hormone levels to encourage ovaries to ovulate and the uterus to create a thick lining necessary for an implantation, with almost no ability to produce progesterone on her own to nurse the embryo, plus PCOS prevented her to produce a leading egg that will be mature enough to ovulate, and the list goes on.
Many friend, and family will ask us with the curiosity if we would try again another cycle to see if we can have a little baby girl. And our answer was always: "We are beyond blessed of be able to have our 3 little miracle guys in our arms, we feel complete, and we trusted that God's grace of giving us the gift of them in our lives is all we need."
And so, we moved on in life, concentrating our parenting on them. Jess sold all of the baby stuff, or gave it away to friends, or donated to local charities around our city. Yet, many times when we went out as a family, many strangers will come to us and give us either the congratulations that we are expecting, or the face look like "this people don't know how to stop having babies". And they have no idea how difficult journey has been for us (LOL). Sometimes we will just play alone and say, "Yeah we are, thanks".
However, my 5-year-old from time to time in the past year during our nightly prayer time will start adding to the prayer: "... and Dear God, please send us another baby; I would like to have a sister baby that can play Barbie with mommy. Amen" And we will laugh and tell him that God has already blessed us with him and his twin brothers, and that he didn't have to worry or pray about any more babies. But he still insisted to pray for it anyway.
Then last month, we were sitting together playing, and he place his hand on Jess' belly and said: "there is a baby in there". And we laughed so hard, my wife said "no dear, this is mommy's fat belly".
Some of my friends will say that this is an understatement, but Jess is the kind of person that tends to worry a lot about medical illnesses. Last year she went multiple times to the ER thinking that she had all kind of cancer illnesses in her body, turning out that it was either acid reflux, or indigestion, and she was otherwise a very healthy person. So, when she called me last Monday from an urgent care facility, I was not surprised at all that she went there.
- She tells me: "Luis you need to come here right away!"
- and I replied "why did you go there now? I thought you were going to the GI doctor instead, why you didn't wait few more days".
- She says "I've been throwing up way too much lately, I can't keep my food down, I have no fever, so something was wrong with me, and I had to come here to get checked".
- I answered "okay, don't worry about it. But why then you need me to go there right now?"
- She says: "... I am pregnant"
I did not believe her. First, because it was impossible for that. Second, because she did prank me over a year ago about it and I believed it that time, I wasn't going to be fooled twice. So, I hurried up and got to the medical center, and the doctor showed me the test result. I was like "what is this supposed to mean?" The doctor replied "your wife is pregnant." And I said "are you sure this is her test result and not somebody else's by mistake?" The doctor answered: "she is the only patient we currently have in our facility".
This. Is. A-m-a-z-i-n-g!
We called her mom, she started shaking with emotion from the news we gave her. Then we called later that day my grandma, and she was crying and praising God for this miracle. I was still cautious about the whole thing. I have to admit it, I was like the apostle Thomas "I have to see it to believe it". We went to our pastor and pray together for peace, faith and trust in whatever happens with this news.
The next day we went to the OB and when the ultrasound came up the answer was beyond obvious. Yes, there is a little new life in there, I saw a tiny little embryo growing, and I saw the heartbeat too! God you're so wonderful.
Then I remember that verse in the Bible that says something like "My way are higher than your ways". And I decided to look it up and re-read it. It was overwhelming to read the rest of the passage, I've never paid attention to it before. This is what it reads:
The Lord declares:
"As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands."
We served an incredibly loving God. And many might question: why you share the news too soon. The truth is I was in the same position for few days. We prayed, and struggled to decide when to share the news. But the news were so incredible, that the world needs to hear it, those that are hopeless needs to hear good news of encouragement and hope.
And so I felt this question from God in my heart and mind: "Luis, Do you trust me? Do you trust in me that no matter what happens you will still lead your household to keep their faith in me? Whether at the end of this journey you have a little baby in your arms or not, would you still trust in me?"
We teary eyes, I answered: "Yes, I do". That's why now we're sharing this wonderful news.
Last night when we decided to tell my boy about the news, his answer was: "yes, I already knew about it, my head told me that we were having a baby"
God is good.