Journey through Infertility and Adoption "He
hath made everything beautiful in his time".
I grew up in
Southern California in the Los Angeles area. I
was brought up in a large family. I have four
brothers and one sister.
San Diego State University and majoring in Child
Development, (with an emphasis in music), my
desire after graduation was to go overseas and
serve the Lord in Missions.
Operation Mobilization (OM), which is an
international Christian Missions organization. I
went for one summer to Austria (to do street
evangelism through music) and ended up staying
14 years with OM! God has used OM in my life, in
many ways throughout "my story".
Since Austria had
an emphasis in music and I love to sing, I had
the opportunity to be in several music groups,
lead a band myself (team leader), and organize
concerts in Austria and in other countries for
those that came for one summer or year program
at that time. One of the musicians that I
interviewed (out of hundreds of interviews),
ended up being my "future husband".
We got married in
1988 and worked for Operation Mobilization in
the US office in Georgia for one year. During
that time, we decided that I would go on birth
control pills so that I would not get pregnant
right away! Little did I know at the time, I
would never be able to get pregnant. We longed
to be back in Austria with OM and ended up going
back for four and a half years. God used my time
in Austria to teach me many "hard" lessons
Since I grew up
in a large family and had a lot of fun being
second to the youngest in a fun filled noise and
action atmosphere, I always wanted to have a lot
of children. I couldn't imagine what it would be
like to not be part of a large family, since my
cousins also had five children in their family.
My brothers and sister and I were all very close
in age (10 1/2 -11 months apart), and my mom had
four children in diapers at the same time. I
never thought that I would have "the problem" of
getting pregnant. I just kept "believing" that I
would get pregnant.
After more than
five years of infertility, I had reached my
"limit" of tests etc. I also know that I could
no longer continue with the responsibilities
that were "expected" of me as a missionary and
living in a foreign culture (teaching kids
clubs, Sunday School during church, and teaching
English as a second language to children through
music, etc.). I had hit rock bottom! I needed to
finally deal with the issue of not being able to
get pregnant since (as one of our pastors put
it), we were not spring chickens any longer! I
was 38 years old at the time.