The Best Christmas Gift Ever!

I know it sounds strange but today, December 23, is almost as special to me as Christmas day. For it was on this day that I received the best Christmas gift ever. Better than the Barbie Dreamhouse I got when I was 7 and even better than the promise ring I got from Wes in 1998. See, after 3 years of trying and 6 months of infertility hell on December 23, 2004, I found out I was pregnant. We had been through so much trying to start a family. I had a doctor tell me just 6 months earlier that I would never conceive. I could not accept that. How could God give me such an instinct to be a mother only to deny me the chance? My wonderful mother in law told me to see her doctor, they had a fertility specialist in their office. So I went and found the woman who would change my life. She told me at my very first appointment that she would get me pregnant and make my dream come true. After many months of different meds to regulate my body and many more drugs to help me be fertile, it finally happened. I knew something was up almost immediately. I started taking pregnancy tests and did so for about 2 weeks. Every one was negative. I hoped and prayed for a miracle, just begging for one of those many tests to be positive but no. I remember thinking "If this didn't work, I need to try again next month". I just needed an answer, one way or the other. I kept calling the doctor, "I haven't started my period yet but I keep getting negative test results. What should I do? I am ready to try again." And the answer was always the same. "Be Patient. Wait. If you don't start and you're still getting negative tests in 2 weeks from now, we'll see what we can do". I was so upset...I just wanted some answers. I'll never forget what happened December 22 and 23, 2004. I had 1 box, 2 tests left. I took one in the evening of the 22nd. Falconman was so mad at me...the doctor recommended I wait and use the first urine of the day since it would be more concentrated. But impatient me just HAD to take that test! It was negative and I was so upset. I remember crying on his shoulder that I just wanted to know one way or the other. I told myself I was going to NOT take the 2nd test, my last one, the next morning...I was going to wait and do it on Christmas Eve morning. I woke up on December 23, 2004 and decided to take the test..if I got a negative result on Christmas Eve, it would ruin my holiday. But if I took it on the 23rd and it was negative, I would not think about it fertility anything until after Christmas was over. I would enjoy my holiday and not be consumed with baby thoughts. So I got up, did the deed and set the test down on the counter and went back to bed. I just knew it was going to be negative...I was not going to sit there and watch the results. I would accept my fate, regardless of what it was. Falconman woke up as I got into bed and asked me if I had just used the last test. I confessed I had but explained to him my logic. I would be ok if it was negative. He teased me about not getting up to read the results right away. I told him "There's no need to. I'm pretty sure I know what it's going to say". He told me to get up and read it and come back to bed since we had a few hours before we had to get ready for work. When I got to the bathroom and looked at that test I could not believe my eyes. It was positive. Positive. Oh my God. It was POSITIVE!!! I actually had to get the box out of the trash and make sure I was reading it correctly! I said 'Oh my God. Oh my GOD!" Falconman said "What? Are you ok?" I screamed "IT'S POSITIVE! OH MY GOD! WE'RE PREGNANT!" I was crying and just ran to him. We hugged and cried and just held eachother. It was the single best moment of my life. Our dreams had come true...we were given a Christmas miracle. We called everyone we knew that morning...it was a wonderful memory. 9 months later in August when Ndub was born, it all came full circle and now 5 years removed from that magical morning, I still cry when I think back on it. So today on December 23, 2009, I am still thankful for my Christmas miracle. I hope all of you reading this get your very own! Merry Christmas!