Well, this is my first post here in the land of blog. I've been lurking for quite some time here in blog land on various peoples' sites. So many of these sites have provided me with some awesome words of encouragement and inspiration on days when I really needed it. I'm thinking it's now my turn to begin my journey with blogger.
So, how do you start these things? I know there's supposed to be a meet and greet, first post and all, but how do you start them? **Everything that comes to mind reminds me of an AA introduction. ** Hmm, well, here goes!
My name is Kelly Taylor and first and foremost I'm a Christian, Wife, Step-mama, Sister, Daughter, Granddaughter, Cousin, Teacher, Friend, etc. My husband, David, and I have been married for almost 14 months. Wow, that's been quick! David has a sweet and beautiful little girl, Cloie, from a previous marriage. We love our time with her and crave more time with her every time she has to leave us. I have to say our first year of marriage has been one wild roller coaster of a ride. I really like roller coasters, but good grief, enough is enough sometimes! God has used each and every day of this craziness to really grab me and get my attention. I love my Lord and I am thankful for EVERYTHING David and I have gone through this past year. But my goodness, it has been difficult at times. I'll provide you with a little background info:
David and I learned we were expecting our first baby together in late March 2008. After the initial SHOCK wore off, were ECSTATIC!!! Over three short weeks, we created so many life scenarios about our baby girl or boy. We set so many goals for our family and home. We pictured that precious baby bed with beautiful bedding in our extra bedroom. We imagined what the age difference would be like with Cloie being 8 years old when this newborn entered our home for the first time. You see, in 3 short weeks, we fell deeply in love with a precious tiny baby who was just a little miraculous "blob" on the sonogram screen at 5 wks and 5 days; whose heartbeat was the most beautiful thumping beat we'd ever heard. At 7 wks, 5 days, we lost our baby. All I can say is "Wow". That was absolutely the most difficult thing I had ever experienced in my life. It was as if someone had knocked the wind right out of me when I heard those words from the sonographer. And bless her heart, she cried with us too. Looking back now, I can honestly say I went through every stage of grief. It was horrible and heart wrenching. I had to do so much soul searching and every single time I moved one step closer to the Creator.
David and I decided to start trying again immediately. We found out in July that we were pregnant again! We were so surprised that it happened so quickly. We went in on July 18, 2008 to have our first scan. This scan was precautionary; to see if everything appeared to be "okay". Once again, we were heartbroken. There was nothing on that small screen this time. Nothing that resembled anything. My doctor concluded that we had experienced a Complete Molar Pregnancy. Basically, a baby never even formed, just a bunch of cells and tissue. I had to go through another D&C along with another twist on my already emotional roller coaster ride. I managed to scare myself to death the night before the D&C was scheduled. Dr. Sumrall had clearly told me not to go home and research our situation until she was 100% sure that was what had happened, but, you know me, I'm a detail person if anything! So I found that not only did we not have that 2nd baby we were praying and planning for, but we also now faced the possibility of these cells coming back spontaneously and chemo as treatment. What???? Yeah my thoughts exactly. After the D&C, I went to the Dr. weekly and had blood work done each week for 10 weeks. I love the McComb Clinic and I LOVE the girls in the lab, but good grief, even they got tired of seeing me each week. She then moved me to every other week and then in November, she decided I could start a monthly blood work check. We have to wait until the one year mark (July/Aug.) before trying to get pregnant again. So that pretty much brings us up to date. **Looking over what I just wrote, I believe you got the short and condensed version....be glad :) Remember, I'm a detail person!**
With all that said, I'm glad I'm here. I'm glad you're here. I'm glad I'm on this journey I'm on. Which, may sound somewhat crazy, but you know what? If I hadn't gone through both of these heart breaking experiences I wouldn't be where I am now as a Christian, wife, or future mother. I follow Angie Smith's blog,
Bring the Rain, and she once posted something about being thankful for the worst of circumstances. She's suffered loss too. They lost their baby girl, Audrey. Her words in that post lit a fire inside of me. It motivated me and after SO MUCH prayer, I told God that I was and am thankful for the loss we experienced and the other medical obstacles I'm still having checked monthly. That was a super hard thing to actually tell God. I thought being thankful for loss was unheard of, but I meant it when I told Him "thank you". I pray that as I continue to have these life experiences, I will continue to grow closer to God with every single little or big step I take.
Thanks for reading all my ramblings for the day. I hope you'll come back to visit and comment!
Kelly