Biblical Womanhood: Trusting God and Infertility

Our Journey to Joy

My beloved hubby and I married when I was 34. In the ‘olden’ days, that was considered to be ‘high risk’ for pregnancy but my Ob/Gyn assured me that the average of first pregnancy is now 37. Since my mother had me at 46, I assumed I’d have no trouble. We tried herbal remedies (I still gag at the thought of drinking ‘Fertila Tea’) and cough syrup. We tried medical routes (Clomid) and had several invasive procedures done before we referred to reproductive specialist who removed endometriosis and a two pound fibroid.

When none of these procedures worked, we began a series of blood draws, exams, and injections. We also began the IUI (which, for us, had to be done at 6am in a hospital an hour’s drive away). I gave myself injections at home, inserted creams into my body, took all kinds of prescription meds, and missed a ton of work because I had blood drawn every 48 hours each month. During this time, we felt like “everyone” we knew was getting pregnant. One of my coping mechanisms was to write out verse after verse of scripture. I’d choose a word like ‘hope’ or ‘patience’ or ‘wait’ in a concordance, write out the references and then write out each verse in long hand. This kept my mind focused on the Lord. I really felt like I had no one to talk to about this except Him.

After a year or so, our church had a healing service. As soon as the opportunity arose, I felt my body walking the aisle following my husband. Our pastor prayed for God to start our family and to bless us with children. Thus our journey began…

In three days after this service, we had several leads about adoption. One of the teachers I worked with came up to me on that third day and said “I don’t know why I am supposed to tell you this but have you thought about adoption? The Lord has pressed me to share with you the name of Jennifer B. who is an adoptive mom”. I called Jennifer B. and she told me about her experience adopting and gave me a phone number for an agency in Illinois that places black babies. I shared that information with my husband and he said we should wait one more month and see what the Lord had planned. During that month, the agency called every other day asking “Are you ready yet? We need a family today.”

At the end of that month, my husband said he felt the Lord WAS leading us to adoption. We called the agency and they said they’d just been waiting for us to call; they knew we were meant to have a black child.

Five months after our pastor prayed over us, our son, Ozzie, joined our family from Detroit, Michigan. He had big black eyes and several inches of long black hair when we got him at 24 hours old. We were in love from the moment we saw him. Once we arrived home, we had to learn to adjust to being watched a lot. People are naturally curious about our family. We have yet to eat a meal in a restaurant without at least one person stopping to chat; everyone has an adoption story! We enjoy this time and utilize it as a chance to witness to those who may not know the saving grace of Jesus Christ. This past summer, my husband thought it might be time to get another boy and FOUR weeks later, Nolan joined our family from Memphis, Tennessee.

Our sons have brought so much joy to our family, our extended family and our friends. They are truly blessings. They are fun to be around and filled with such happiness; I can’t help but fall in love over and over again. When I see my husband holding his two boys, being gnawed on by 4 month old Nolan or tickled by 2 year old Ozzie, I know the Lord has truly gifted me in a way I do not deserve. Nolan’s birthmother asked me why I chose to adopt black babies. I answered her that I didn’t choose; God chose and HE knew exactly what was right for our family. Trusting the Lord is always the right thing! -Katie

5 Comments:

Shannon said...: Hi Crystal,

I just wanted to mention that I do indeed sympathize with those experiencing infertility. I have PCOS and was told I may not be able to conceive. I am trying to start a PCOS blog/site for christians and get the word out. May you be blessed. -Shannon; 5:05 PM
Anna said...: Katie--

Your story makes me happy and hits close to home! When my 3rd baby was 5 months old the Lord told me my next child would be an adopted black baby. We began the adoption process in Feb., were ready in August, and one day in September I was driving home from the lake with a friend. I told her I was sure that when I got home I would hear that I had my baby. Sure enough, the message was on the machine! We got her at 4 weeks old, tiny and gorgeous. She's 8 years old now!

Anna
pleasantviewschoolhouse.blogspot.com; 6:38 PM
CappuccinoLife said...: Katie, so glad to see your story up here!; 7:49 PM
vane_yamileth said...: I'm impressed with your posts. I have to admit, infertility is my biggest fear. I'm 23 and I've always wanted to become a mother. Instead, I became divorced. Talk about a step in the wrong direction.

But I'm trying to restore my relationship with God and I'm doing a mass search on Christian blogs. That's how I came across your. My journey is pretty well documented on my own blog.

God bless you and your family!

vane_yamileth
http://vaneyamileth.blogspot.com/; 3:25 PM
Mrs.B. said...: Shannon, I have PCOS too....I think a PCOS blog/site for Christians is a WONDERFUL idea! (o:; 5:17 PM

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