I started my drive to the doctor singing and praying to the Lord. Again, the Lord spoke to me through a perfect song. It was one I had never heard before and was as if my prayer was being sung aloud to me!
"God I need You more than words can say, right here in this moment. You know my heart, You know my need. You know every part of me. So even if it's just to speak Your name, I'm gonna pray."
And I did, I prayed. I prayed for God to work this miracle for us. To be with us today.
I so wish I had a picture of the beautiful sight once we were in the examination room. Keal took hold of my hand, kissed it, bowed his head, and together we both prayed. The sight of Keal so humbled before the Lord at that moment is one I will treasure forever.
As soon as the ultrasound came up on the screen, I knew things were not looking good. One follicle was suddenly filling the whole screen - it was huge. And there were a lot of them. "Oh dear," was all our doctor uttered.
I had so much faith that today we would have our six perfect follicles. But twenty some?! I had not prepared myself for that. I think I just went numb in that moment. I did not feel sadness. I did not feel anger. I just waited to hear next steps because I just wouldn't believe this was the end of this Miracle Monday for us.
"Well, here are your options. We can just say forget it, and try again next month. Or, since we're in the middle of an IVF cycle with other women right now, we can switch gears. We can turn this into IVF for you too."
There it was. There was the hope we could still hold on to!
So, after much debating, discussing, number crunching, and weighing the pros and cons, Keal and I decided to push forward.
Tonight, I still get to do the big trigger shot (yippee!). Wednesday I have surgery to retrieve, hopefully, several good eggs. And if my body is ready for it, Monday we transfer our embryos. I hope and pray, sweet baby, you are there! We are ready for you, our sweet miracle.
It was a long and exhausting day for both of us -- double the blood work for me, double the ultrasounds, and even blood work for Keal (he was NOT happy about this! Is it wrong of me to say part of me enjoyed that he finally had to do something a little physical?). Three hours spent in a doctor's office proved to be physically and mentally draining for both of us. And though Miracle Monday did not turn out quite how we wanted, there is still hope! We still believe that this miracle is in the works. I'm not quite sure why things are changing the way they are, and maybe I never will, but I will trust God no matter what. I am thankful that we have the opportunity to continue this month. And who knows, maybe tonight is the last shot I give myself before hearing good news! And if not, sweet one, I will take as many shots as I have to because you will be so worth it.
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| 11 PM tonight...last shot?? |
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| Not appreciating the thought of blood work! |


