Today has just been a whirlwind of emotions. I started a new Bible study this week it is amazing it is called ESTHER by Beth Moore. I have already learned so many things that I didn't already know. We all know Esther's story and how much faith she had. I wish I had her faith. Faith in knowing that God's will will be done! Faith that God's timing is perfect. Faith that I can let go and stop trying to make things go my way.
Today, my doctor's office called me to let me know that I needed to start paying on my bills. Bills? what Bills??? I knew I had one, but I just knew my insurance would cover it since I called them and they said it would be taken care of up till diagnosis of infertile. Well, apparently I was declared infertile in October 09. That would have been 4 months after we started trying. Really? This doctor hasn't even seen me without my clothes on...Really? I started trying in July infertile already really? Oh, and my doctor didn't tell me this the accounts lady did ...really? I balled my eyes out right there on the phone....the lady probably thought I was nuts, but I didn't care. I know that that is a possibility, it is for everyone...but I have never been told flat out "you are infertile" I have never been on any form of fertility medicine the only thing I have had done was the HSG it showed I had a blocked right tube, but that could be from a cyst. I know this getting pregnant thing has been an uphill battle, but I guess I wasn't ready to find out from a accounts sec. that I was infertile and according to her I have been since Oct. I am not going to lie...I am having a big pity party for myself and others are more than welcome to attend. As if getting pregnant isn't hard enough I have to pay out the butt when I know for a fact others in my situation haven't.....I am stressed. I have wonderful parents who have offered to pay, but I don't feel it is their responsibility to pay for their daughter who can't make a baby it's not their fault. I have tears streaming down my face as I type this, because this is just so hard and so hard to understand. I just want to scream why, why me, why not that 16 year old that doesn't want to have a baby. Why, does my husband have to be childless because of me....why can't my parents have the grand kids they have always wanted because of me.....WHY WHY WHY!!! I know I am ranting and I am sorry, but this is my blog and I normally upbeat and happy, but this is real and it is happening to me and yes, I know it could be worse...it always can be worse. I am not saying I have it rough, but this is my storm and this is what I am dealing with!
God please open my heart to hear YOUR voice and know that you are going through this storm with me and know that I am not alone. Let this situation bring honor and glory to you and may I see that YOUR will, WILL be done and not my own.
