I experienced my first miscarriage after we’d been married for five years. It happened early on. People told me it was a blessing that it happened early in the pregnancy and I knew they were right, but it sure didn’t make it any easier. We were very disappointed.
We were advised to wait several months and try again. Fast forward two years to when my husband took an overseas job assignment. First, we went to England to live for three months while he attended an advanced footwear college course and then we moved to Bangkok, Thailand for three years.
In England, I experienced my second pregnancy and miscarriage. We were devastated but were moving to Thailand in a few weeks, so we tried to move on and remain hopeful.
We moved to Bangkok and got settled in our new apartment. It took a few months, but, later that year we experienced pregnancy and loss once again.
We began trying again a few months later, but nothing seemed to be happening. We had to face that we were getting older and time was running out. Together with our doctor we decided to try artificial insemination. The procedure was a success. But we ended up with a molar pregnancy which means a non-viable, fertilized egg implants in the uterus. I was advised to have a D&C which means they needed to remove all remaining tissue. We decided to go home to the U.S. for the procedure.
We were heart-broken, devastated and without hope. We couldn’t understand why God was allowing this to happen. But what happened on our way home would strengthen and encourage us, and, give us hope. We boarded the flight from Bangkok to Atlanta. About three hours into the flight, I realized I needed assistance from a flight attendant. God sent me an “angel” in my hour of need. To me, it was no coincidence she was on that particular flight. I told her what was happening and she ran and got her Bible. I told her that we’d lost all hope because of four miscarriages.
She read me a passage of hope from her Bible. Then she began to tell me her story. She said “Don’t give up … I’ve had six miscarriages, and, she paused with tears in her eyes, now God has given me three beautiful children!” “There is hope for you, I promise,” she said.
We were advised to wait some time before trying again. Summer came and we headed back to America for a vacation. We decided to go to a family Christian summer camp in GA that my husband’s family frequented. There, we could just relax and heal.
The first night we were there, there was a healing service. A locally famous pastor by the name of John D. Reese was performing the service. We went and he prayed for us. We experienced God’s healing touch and felt hopeful about the future.
Two months later, I found out I was pregnant. Our doctor performed an early ultrasound and saw a beating heart. That little blinking light on the screen was the most beautiful sight we’d ever seen!
We felt hopeful in God’s perfect timing and prayed for health for our baby. Everything was going well. We were so blessed! The doctor told us he’d never seen any pregnant lady so happy!
My husband and I experienced the trials of infertility, we weathered the storm by the Grace of God and were blessed with a beautiful healthy baby.
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of any kind, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.” James 1:1-8
I remember when we were dealing with infertility, my doctor advised me to take a vacation or find simple ways to relax each day. If you or someone you know are in this situation, I’ve written an article with simple, mostly free ideas to help you deal with stress and find peace in the journey we call life. Here is the link: