“Now I want some good news this time!” she said with a smile as she shut the door behind her and left us to wait in the room. We had just had our third IUI done, and finally this time had gone smoothly. Everyone was so hopeful this would be it for us, and we left feeling really good about how it had gone.
The two previous ones were not ideal “circumstances” I’ll say (you can read about that in our previous blog post), and the third attempt was a complete swing and a miss because I had already, strangely, ovulated when I came in for my ultrasound. So here we were at our final attempt at getting pregnant via IUI. After that we’d have to revisit our doctor and talk about what the next steps and options were.
I gotta say I’m not quite sure yet why God had us go through all that. Emotions were incredibly heightened during that time, and infertility was an everyday focus we were bound and determined to overcome. We would get talked up, the nurses would say they had “a good feeling” about this one, and then two weeks later we’d go through it all over again. It was like living the same bad dream on repeat.
I know one day we will certainly understand that season (and the one we’re still in!), but one thing I know even now, in the midst of all the uncertainty, is God does not waste our time. He is always working in our lives, drawing us to him, and redeeming things for good. I could cling to that hope then, and I can cling to that hope now. When we trust God with it, our time is never wasted.
We haven’t had that “good news” the nurse talked about yet. But I believe one day we will. It may not be “this time” but it’ll for sure be His time.