If My Uterus Had Thumbs...

..they would be up!

Whew!! What a long, appointment filled day.... but we have arrived home from Seattle with exciting news. My uterus is looking mighty fine! Well, the inside of it at least. The outside? And it's buddies the ovaries? Notsomuch. But that's ok - they don't need to grow anything.

Amid the many medical details, there were several things that stood out to me today.

First, as I stood there looking into the room containing the freezers that hold the embryos... and as the embryologist explained to us the process these little babes have been through and that which they have yet to endure... I had one thought: How could anyone believe that life, and the intelligence that has brought these little lives to this point, has been initiated by anyone but God alone? How could all of that have come out of some little mud pool?! It couldn't! Because it is amazing, people! Miraculous! The temperature, the air, the cells, the science - they all pointed me to our amazing Creator. It was SO cool. And I wish you all could have been there with me. I almost cried.

Second, I am more confident than ever that God is leading us down this path. The doors seem to be flinging wide open and so, as I have said before, we will keep walking forward unless and until He directs us differently. I have no greater peace than to know we are in His will - whatever that may be.

And finally (for now, since I'm exhausted), I talked with my friend Amy on the way home and she reminded me of something so important that I had overlooked in my previous posts. She said to me, "I think some people might think this road has been easy for you because you have always gotten 'yeses'. But you haven't. You have also gotten 'nos'"

And it's true. We have prayed fervently regarding six different babies, of which, we have received three. And I had almost forgotten that. Not because I didn't care or because it wasn't important but because God is trustworthy. He is worthy of our trust. His plans are worthy of our trust. Those weren't my babies. If they were, God would have given them to me. And while they are beautiful, delightful children - I didn't want them. I only wanted mine. Does that make sense? I could not mourn over them.. because they were never mine. They were somebody else's - God planned it that way from the beginning. So we rejoiced! We rejoiced in God's plan for us, for our own children, for those other children and for the families that get to love them.

After talking with the doctors today, we are moving toward transferring the embryos in January or early February. Please rejoice with us as God reveals His will. Rejoice as He reveals His will for your own lives! We would also truly appreciate your prayers - for all the details and mostly for these little babies. That God would preserve them and that He might, in His timing and way, give just the right ones the opportunity to grow. In ME! Isn't that crazy!?!?

This picture has nothing to do with anything.
Except maybe to remind you that: It's almost ski season!
In fact, the mountain might open on Saturday.
In case any of you are as ski crazy as the people who live in my home.