Last Day of Bed Rest
I’m still here : ) The hotel where we are staying charges quite a bit for internet in our room, but since I have been a VERY good patient and have stayed in bed, Rhea gave me internet for my last day of bed rest. So, wow, where do I start???
Well, first I am going to thank everyone for their prayers over the last week. I can tell you that your prayers were felt and appreciated by all of us. I have so much to share that has happened over the last few days, but until I can get to it all, know that seeing God work through each step has been humbling, joyful, strengthening, & truly peaceful. There has been sadness as we grieve the loss of 3 of our adopted children & there has been great joy as 3 of our adopted children are snuggly in my womb.
I will share all of the journey from Thursday afternoon to Friday morning soon. I am journaling that and will share that when I finish it. Rhea and I are both forever changed by adopting and are honored to have traveled this road thus far. In the past, each time I think I “might” be pregnant, I count the days and am anxious to take a pregnancy test. This time around, I will wait until the agreed upon time Rhea and I set for me to take a hpt. I will be heartbroken if our babies do not live, however, I have great HOPE in Christ and He is my focus and first love.
The transfer went smoothly. They did not give me any pictures to take home of our babies, but when the embryologist brought them into the procedure room and put them into the incubator, she called Rhea over and the nurses helped me out of bed (I was on Valium by then) to go look through the microscope to see our babies. Rhea and I had tears in our eyes. Three of our precious little ones were alive and looking strong. I was escorted back to bed and as we waited for Dr. M., the embryologist told us that all three looked strong one was lagging behind a bit, but was continuing to develop. She said she prefers to grade them on a scale of A to C. She said that 2 of ours babies were A- and honestly I forgot the grade of our other baby. Truly, grades mean nothing to me. We have physically seen with our own eyes how God took the weakest to live and we know He can continue to grow these babies in my womb.
Medically, my estrogen came back a bit low on Friday, so the Dr. upped my estrogen patches to 6 from 4. Rhea will go by the clinic today to pick up some extra ones until I can have some more delivered by the pharmacy to my house. I go into the clinic tomorrow for another estrogen & progesterone blood draw. After that, back to Houston we go. Our beta blood test in on Monday the 27th a week from today! Rhea and I agreed that when I come home from getting my blood drawn that morning, I can come home and take a hpt.
I have been blessed to be a mother of 16! I have 4 in the other room finishing brunch, I have great hope that 9 are in heaven, and I have 3 in my womb. God is incredibly gracious. I am in awe.