What Happened After the Miscarriage? (Our Story Continued)

For those of you that want to know what we did after the miscarriage... well, we've been through a lot. But God has gotten us this far!
About 8 months after the miscarriage, I realized there was a problem (in more ways than 1). I prayed about it, and God led me to a local gynecologist group. The NP gave me a few months of clomid, and also ordered a sperm analysis for my husband. The results of the sperm analysis showed that my husband had a very low sperm count (1 million). The NP gave me a number of a male fertility specialist 4 hours from where we live (the closest one). For some reason or another, we chose not pursue this road at that time. Instead, we turned to a female RE, that had helped my friend. She was located about two hours away from where we live. She put me and my husband both on clomid, and did several IUI's, which all failed. She suggested I do a laprascopy. I did, and it turned out ok. I remember the last time she called me. She told me that she was releasing me as a patient, and that we probably needed to think of IVF. Those words were harsh,and the Devil sure knew how to pounce on that. If she couldn't help us, who could? I am not going to lie, I was down, to one of the lowest points in my life. But, I called out to God and I asked for comfort. I soon realized, she didn't have to help us. God is the greatest physician, He would help us! I remember sitting at church one Sunday (I had started my period that morning) and I was an emotional wreck. I was sitting in the seat crying, and I had begged God to help me. My pastor got up to preach, and as he opened up, he started talking about Sarah from the bible, and it was that day, God told me I would have a baby.
After that, we really didn't do much as far as fertility went (except we continued our ovulation predictor kits), and of course I have prayed every single day about it.
Then about 3 months ago, I felt like God wanted us to do something else. I prayed and prayed about it, and I felt like God was leading us to the male fertility specialist that I originally had learned about. Even though, he was 4 hours away, I felt like this is where God wanted us to be. I called his office,and the dr. called me back (which doesn't happen very often). I told him our situation, and about how much money we had been out. My insurance didn't pay for the iuis, only part of the laparoscopy,and then made me back up and pay back for bloodwork,and other procedures because they said it was "fertility" procedures. The dr. agreed to do most of the work over the phone. He mailed us orders to get Chris bloodwork retested. We found out that he had very low testosterone.
We went for the first drs visit in Cincinnati, OH. Dr. Russell was very nice and knowledgable. He agreed that Chris needed clomid, but probably at a higher dose. He ordered 25 mg. a day, a bloodtest to see if it was working 4 weeks after, and another sperm analysis at 10 weeks.
4 weeks later Chris had his bloodwork retestested. His testosterone ad doubled!!! He won't have his semen analysis for two more weeks (pending if I am pregnant).
Did you know that sperm have a 10 week cycle?? What you do today, will effect sperm in 10 weeks (Just thought I would throw that in there).
Over the last (almost) three years, I have become so much closer to God. I am sooooo much more ready now to have a baby than I was three years ago. Yes, I would have made it then, but I think I will have a deeper appreciation for my baby, for my husband, and for My Heavenly Father! I have to keep reminding myself that God will keep his promise and He is always on time!

Romans 17:20-21: He staggered not at the promises of God through unbelief: but was strong in faith, giving glory to God: And being fully persuaded that, what he had promised, he was also able to perform.

Our Story!

This is my first blog post so please be patient with me. First, I will tell you a little about myself and my situation. When I was 18 I married Chris. Did I need to marry at 18? NO!!! But I am glad I did! Chris is a great husband and I know he will one day make a better daddy.
For the first 9 years of our marriage, I knew we were not at all ready for kids. I had it all planned! At 28, I would have my first (and only) child. Well, 28 came and went, and I actually got pregnant. We had only tried to get pregnant for a few months. It was all a little ironic actually....my sister had called me three weeks earlier to tell me she was pregnant, then two weeks after that, my sister-in-law called to tell me she was pregnant, and then me, I was pregnant too! How great, all three of us at the same time! In my head, I imagined us taking our kids to the park, at Christmas they could all open presents together, and we could have their birthday parties together! These thoughts came to a halt, when I woke up bleeding on November 3rd. I knew I was having a miscarriage. I went to the emergency room, where they confirmed it, only the Dr. put "Spontaneous Abortion." I knew this was another name for miscarriage, but it just sounded so horrible, like I had done something wrong, like I had aborted my baby somehow.
I will never forget that day. I remember seeing Chris drop his head and cry and the sadness on his face. And that was the day I learned to lean on the good Lord and I have been leaning on Him ever since.
It has been almost three years since that day. I haven't gotten pregnant again, but I will. How do I know? Because God promised me, and He keeps EVERY promise that he makes!