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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

And we're off...

Well here we are....my first blog post.

So a little background first:

I'm 45 and my wonderful hubby is 47. Yes, we are old by the standards of popular culture, and we do have more aches and pains than we used to, and we do go to bed earlier too. But - we are both in good health and active.

We met via online dating (Catholic Singles) in January 2007.  We emailed, we talked on the phone, we met in person for our first date. Our first date was in a beautiful old church where we sat on the pipe organ bench and talked for hours.


We continued to date - long distance (I lived in Missouri - he lived in Kansas), and then we got engaged in October 2007.

Our engagement pic:


I moved to Kansas to a house just up the road from the farm where he lived in February 2008 - no co-habitating for us - we are both serious practicing Catholics.

We married in July 2008.


It was a first marriage for both of us. Hey,what can I say, we're late bloomers. And we also waited for the "right" person. And as hard as those single years were for both of us, we are so glad we waited for each other and couldn't be a happier more blessed pair of fools in love.

I thought we wouldn't have any problem starting a family. Hey, I'm one of 4 kids, he's one of 7. I have 2 sisters who both have 4 kids each. They got pregnant by just thinking about it, or so it seems.But the months and then years started to pass without any babies.

Finally, a couple years ago, I got some training to do the Creighton method charting and started to chart. Then I sent off a few months charting to the Pope Paul VI Institute for Women's Health in Omaha for evaluation. A few weeks later, I got a letter from Dr. Keefe. She wanted me to come up to Omaha for a week of testing and a laparoscopy - surgery. !!!.

I was overwhelmed. Surgery?  I just wanted to have a baby. Why do I have to have surgery? My mind reeled. And sadly...we gave up. I put the charts away...and cried.. The 6 months after we made that decision were the most miserable of my life. I just couldn't give up. I kept praying if it was God's will that we were doing the right thing...and prayed and prayed. Seemed as if God had lost his voice.

Then one night this summer, I couldn't sleep. And I got to thinking about our choice to stop trying to have a baby. And I thought about how my cycles were still regular - still chugging along like they always had. And I realized God's answer was staring me in the face and had been all along. As long as I was still having my cycles and was still possibly able to have a baby, I should be trying everything I could to get that done. So I made an appointment to see Dr. Keefe at the Pope Paul Institute in Omaha in September of this year. It was the best OB/GYN appt I've ever had. Never has a doctor asked so many questions about my cycle in great detail. And then she announced that she thought I had endometriosis. I couldn't believe it. No doctor had ever said that to me before and I told her so. She didn't seem surprised.

So I was scheduled for blood tests, follicular ultrasounds, a hysterosalpingogram, and a laparoscopy. I'm scheduled for the 3rd week of January.  As the time approaches I'm getting more and more excited. There are no guarantees I know, but this is the closest I've ever been to finding out what is preventing us from having children and what treatments are available to fix what's wrong.

So that's where we are....hoping ..praying...waiting day by day.