PREGNANCY JOURNEY

                    My husband and I got married on May 12th of 2018; we were more than ready and thrilled to expand our family. However, it didn't happen as quickly as we had hoped therefore we took it into prayer asking our heavenly 

 father to bless us with the fruit of the womb before the year ended. Our expectation was to conceive before the year ended. That was more so , my husband's request; my attitude was more so lord whenever you see fit let it be done. My husband however said no, before the year ends we will get pregnant.

        After countless pregnancy tests; they all came back negative. In addition to already feeling discouraged; it didn’t make the process any easier when church members (especially) , and peers would inquire when we planned on expanding our family and how they felt it was a bad idea to wait too long to have children. 

Now the seed had been planted ; here I am constantly worrying about my ability to bear children. The devil was constantly whispering to me about my possible infertility. 

So now here I am constantly bothering my husband with my concerns and he’s reassuring me that everything is going to be okay. I am suppose to have more faith than what I am demonstrating. Unfortunately my faith was not even the size of a mustard seed at this point. 

On December 31st, I went to work per usual, however i was experiencing extreme abdominal pain. I called my doctor and she requested i got to the ER immediately based on the symptoms i had described. I drove to ER and checked myself in; i was seen by the NP on call  ; she had me give her a urine sample and walked out of the room but unbeknownst to her ; i could hear her outside the door. She was informing the other nurses that she believed i was having an ectopic pregnancy ; i am very much familiar with what that is since i have peers that have unfortunately experienced it . I also knew that wasn't the case because i wasn't pregnant. When the NP returned to the room; she informed me of her conclusions "Michell, based on your symptoms, i believe you might be experiencing an ectopic pregnancy therefore we are going to send you upstairs for an ultrasound to confirm"
My response: But i'm not pregnant though
Her: "Yes you are hun". That's how i found out i was with child and that's when i started praying like there was no tomorrow. The good lord says in Genesis 1:28: "Be fruitful and multiply". So i knew there was no way his words were going to return to him void. I continued to pray that as he has said it may this not be my portion, may i carry my baby full term, may he or she be healthy, may every demonic assignment be cancelled by the blood of Jesus.

 I started singing worship songs and if you have ever had the displeasure of hearing my voice ; well then you know it was nothing pretty but i didn't care. I knew the good lord was going to see me through and Guess what that is exactly what he did.
I went upstairs for the ultrasound , the process took approximately 30 minutes . I was wheeled back into my room to wait on the findings of the ultrasound. After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor on call arrived. He came into my room; at this point my husband had arrived and was by my side. The doctor disclosed that i had ovarian cysts and fibroid which was responsible for my abdominal pain. The doctor further stated that, the baby was in my uterus where he or she is suppose to be.

Side note: When I called to inform to my husband that i had been hospitalized; i purposely did not inform him of their suspected diagnosis. I didn't want to give him any information til i received the results from the ultrasound. Deep down, i knew everything was going to be okay. I knew the results would return in my favor; I knew victory was mine so i wanted to officially deliver the good news to him with proof of the results. 

The doctor on call coincidentally walked in right after my husband arrived. He gave us the results of the ultrasound and just as i had suspected it was nothing but good news with the exception of the fibroids. Nonetheless, the pregnancy was healthy and not in my Fallopian tube as they had earlier suspected. 

I had been in the ER for 8 hours at this point ; I went home washed up , got dressed and took my butt to church to praise the lord for seeing us through the entire year as well as blessing us with the fruit of the womb EXACTLY at the end of the year as we had requested well more so my husband.  LoL