When we started planning to have a baby, we had no idea of the challenges ahead of us. After a few years of trying to conceive and nothing happened, we realised that we had a battle in our hands.
In 2003 we got the exciting result of a positive pregnancy test. The feelings I experienced cannot be adequately expressed in words; it seemed as though I had found a treasure that nobody knew about and money couldn’t buy and I was so full of joy wanting to share the news with everyone. Those feelings were comparable to what I felt when I became a born-again Christian and had so much joy overflowing within me I just wanted to share the good news. Unfortunately our excitement was cut short after a few weeks when I miscarried the pregnancy.
It was during this time that we realised I had fibroids. Apparently some women have fibroids and are able to carry a baby successfully without any problems though some may have a lot of pain during pregnancy. There are different types of fibroids depending on where they are in the womb and this indicates whether or not it affects a woman’s fertility. However in my case I had all the different categories of fibroids thus resulting in my inability to conceive in timely fashion and the miscarriages.
Between this miscarriage and 2007, we went through a rollercoaster of miscarriages, ectopic pregnancy and 7 different operations to address the root cause of the problem.
To say the losses and the regular surgical procedures did not take a toll on me emotionally will be denying the pain I went through however as a Christian I knew what the bible declared concerning fruitfulness in this area and so the word of God sustained me. We realised we had a battle in our hands and we had to fight to carry our seed through. So we began to search the word of God in the bible that addressed our situation.
Waiting on the Lord and dealing with reality!
During the time we waited on the Lord, we equipped ourselves with the word for direction from the Lord.
Jeremiah 33 v 3 says Pray unto me and I shall show you things you do not know. So with the leading of the Lord we researched treatment to address my fertility and sought second opinions regarding the removal of fibroids and what the pros and cons were.
We waited on the Lord for guidance about treatment and laid all the side effects before him and pronounced that I will not suffer any side effects. Of all the surgeries I undertook I did not suffer any complications or infections, to God be the glory.
I shopped for our unborn baby in faith as led by the Lord. However when I started giving them away, God chastised me for giving them away.
We didn’t let the waiting take over our lives though so we traveled many times, tried new hobbies, built ourselves up professionally, set up business and enjoyed life.
Daily confessions and affirmation of God’s word
I daily read and memorised the word of God and meditated on them in the area of fruitfulness. Some of the ones I daily reminded God are shown below:
Genesis 35 v 11a – And God said unto him, I am God Almighty: be fruitful and multiply;
Psalms 128 v 3
Deuteronomy 7 v 4
Thou shalt be blessed above all people: there shall not be male or female barren among you, or among your cattle.
Jeremiah 1 v 12
However after the 7th operation, the prognosis was grim and my fertility was reduced to 50 percent. due to a damaged fallopian tube. Not long after this I remember my Pastor (Faith Dimensions Ministries) laying hands on me and declaring that ‘the cycle is over’.
During these times I had also subscribed to Kenneth Copeland magazines and there were a number of testimonials with respect to fruitfulness after prolonged period of trying to conceive. I cannot recall how many times I read those testimonies over and over again; I just kept reading them to remind myself that if God can do it for them, He is no respecter of person He will do it for me too.
10th Wedding anniversary
By September 2007, we celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary still believing the Lord for our seed. By this time I had undertaken many surgeries to remove fibroid. I had also undertaken many investigations including checking my tubes and my wombs post surgery. It became apparent that one of my tubes was blocked from previous ectopic pregnancy. My womb also had many scar tissues and i was told that the chances of a viable pregnancy was slim. However we kept believing and meditating on God’s word.
By the middle of the month of September when my period was due, I noticed it was running late but I had no pregnancy symptoms. I remembered waking up once on that Sunday morning and feeling all premenstrual pain, and I said to my husband that I think my period will be coming that day because of the symptoms I was getting, and I remember that he was very desponded and so was I. When we got to church that morning and during the praise and worship and offering time. The lord reminded me of king Solomon and how he gave God a 1000 offering, and how this moved God to action.
1 Kings 3 v 4-5
I decided in my heart that though I didn’t have £1000, I will give a £100 offering because I needed God to move on our behalf in this matter. At that particular time, I can recall that I was in a bubble with God and all the noise and singing around me was shut out!!!! Amazingly my husband had an encounter with the lord also that resulted in him fully prostrated on his chest in church for a long time.
Test of faith
Following this Sunday, the week started with the miracle we had been expecting!
My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.
The 1st test came back negative, but still no period in sight, however the 2nd test came back with a weak positive. To be honest I was shocked at God’s amazing miracle.
My main challenge now was that I was not sure of how to handle this pregnancy (the old scars suddenly re-surfaced). Will I be able to carry this pregnancy for the full duration? Or even make it to the critical 12 weeks? These and many questions rose up in my mind.
In a matter of days, other events occurred resulting in my hospitalisation with migrane and severe left sided abdominal pain. I said to myself God here we go again in my cynical way (God forgive me!!!- now I understand when the word of God says He is faithful, even when we are faithless).
I arrived at the hospital on Wednesday of the week and I was admitted, where I was diagnosed with ectopic pregnancy. But more surprising, they instantly put a cannula in my vein in preparation for an urgent surgery. They stated that the situation is an emergency and urgent action was necessary especially with the current prognosis following my last surgery.
I was perturbed and completely in shock that this was happening to us again!!!
However instantly I knew we needed to alert the saints of |God to pray on our behalf there is no way we are going to deal with this on our own anymore we needed more soldiers involved in this warfare for our seed. So I sent out an SOS text message to a few friends and the leader of the prayer group at Faith Dimensions Ministries Milton Keynes (our church).
In the meantime the hospital staff i.e. anaesthetist and surgeon were preparing me for surgery to remove the baby to avoid the consequences of ectopic pregnancy. But my husband and I were filled with holy courage and voiced our complete disagreement to the operation. We insisted that we needed to speak to a more senior consultant to discuss our options. After a number of confrontation with the ward staff and the doctors especially following one of the persuasive visit by the Anaesthetist intending to prepare me for the proposed surgery and inserting the cannula in my arteries for surgery.
All this while the Lord gave me Isaiah 43 v 1-21, this was the only book and chapter in the bible that I could find myself reading (not a coincidence) and the lord kept saying “fear not”.
He also said in verse 12 – that we are his witness that he is God!
In verse 13 – I work and who can reverse it.
Forget the past
Then in verse 18-19:
God says to forget the former things, that he is doing a new thing.
I had also been reading a book: Supernatural childbirth by Jackie Mize (which I had been reading for over 5 years). These were my tools for battle.
Finally 3 doctors came to my bedside and I told them I needed other options considered and that I was not going to undergo any surgery (all i could remember is my Pastor’s word – the cycle is over).
After a number of firm confrontations, it was then they now decided that they will try the blood testing option first, in order to gauge the level of hormone to see if it increases like that of a normal pregnancy (i.e. doubling after every day). However, they where were convinced that the blood test will not double and even if it doubled that will not change the fact that the scan shows it is an ectopic pregnancy and the fact that it is on my left ovary. The conclusion was that they will have to transfer us to another hospital (Luton and Dunstable) for medical termination of the pregnancy, instead of surgery once the blood tests prove their diagnosis.
The battle is the Lord’s
On hearing this I sent out a second SOS text message for saints to pray for the hormone to double, just like a normal pregnancy. On Friday, when a second test was done the result came back doubled to God be the glory. The doctors were still not convinced, they tried convincing me that some ectopic pregnancies hormone do double in the early stages especially if the embryo is growing on the ovary as mine was.
They concluded that another test will be done on the following Sunday, and that they were sure that it will not rise any further and that this will determine my transfer to L&D Hospital, for the medical termination as it cannot be performed in MK general hospital.
Through out my stay in hospital I often cried myself to sleep, speaking to God that even though His word says he his making a new way – why then is this happening and why is this pattern repeating itself. Conceiving in pain and hospitalisation, but the lord kept reminding me of his words that “this time” it is DIFFERENT.
A number of times the nurses and the specialists will come to my bedside to talk me round to have the surgery – in short they were giving me a reality check. But God gave me a firm mind to believe that even if it is ectopic, that He will move it to the womb himself.
My husband was very strong in all of this (thank God two of us are in Christ) – He picked me up and continued confessing the word of God. He reminded me that even though David was anointed to be king – He still had to fight a lot of battle before he finally rose to the throne and so we had to fight for our seed to survive.
By the Saturday, I was so emotionally distressed with constant bombardment by the hospital staff about undertaking the surgery that I just laid in bed numb and tired. Amidst all this confusion, God brought a friend to minister to me in such a tremendous way about a particular song ‘there is a miracle inside of me’! That was very reassuring and gave me the strength i needed for the hours ahead.
Waiting on the Lord on a different scale!
During this time I learnt a different type of waiting – daily waiting, daily trusting and hourly too. Waiting for the test result, waiting for scans that will determine our outcome in an atmosphere like the hospital is warfare. But it was such a different type of trusting.
On that glorious Sunday, the day the determining test was going to be done at 12 noon, but unknown to me my pastor’s wife had asked the church to pray for us. The test was done and we had to wait for a number of hours for the result. My husband came from church with excitement and shared that there was such a profound atmosphere at church and that there was a double witness in church and the message preached was:
‘This is our time’ another reassurance from God.
And instantly I reminded God that when the saints were praying for Peter- The Lord moved instantaneously and that when Peter arrived at the door even they that had prayed could not believe it.
Later on that Sunday night, after what seemed like waiting for eternity, I was told that the hormone test result had doubled again – now the doctors where confused, because they could not transfer me to the other hospital as planned. Glory to God
All this time I was still in so much pain – but I said to God that this is it and we needed to see his hand. The next step was to undergo another scan the following Tuesday. On the Tuesday, the scan still showed that the pregnancy was on the ovary.
The word of God versus word of men
Finally, on Tuesday evening they decided to discharge me though I was still in much pain since I had refused treatment, and one of the doctors commented that I was carrying an abnormal pregnancy. That was such a devastating statement but I said to myself that I am carrying a “SUPER NATURAL PREGNANCY”.
I was given an appointment to come back to hospital in 10 days time for another scan to determine the next course of action.
That same night when we arrived home from the hospital with the last statement of the doctor echoing in my memory. I came across a Kenneth Copeland magazine and as I was reading one of the articles the following verse jumped out at me:
Lamentation 3 verse 37 – “who is he who speaks and it comes to pass when the lord has not commanded it”
I bursted out in tears at the mighty way God ministered to me.
This was such a timely word that after the number of reassurances I have had with the word of God this one was so profound and it immediately gave me enough strength and faith to renounce the confession of the doctor few hours before confidently.
The 10 days wait at home prior to going for further scans were the most agonising days counting down and with constant pain and bleeding – As planned on Thursday the 11th October a day after my 33rd birthday – we went to the hospital for the scan and to God be the glory.
They saw our miracle baby in the womb and clearly with a heart beat!!! Our train had already left the station – to God be the glory.
The midwives, ultra sonographer were shocked because they expected otherwise and had counselled my husband and I prior to having the scan with a view that I was not carrying a viable pregnancy and that i will require a D&C.
One day at a time
Then the next huddle was oh you’ve never reached the critical 12 weeks. On the 11th week I had every sign indicating I had lost the baby but kept confessing that the Lord that made this baby will keep it alive. When we went to the hospital a few days before 12th week, our baby was there growing steadily as would be expected. The hospital staff were once more astonished.
Inspite of the victory of the 11th of October and the 12 week scan result, the enemy pulled many stunts. There were days of the bleeding and constant pain and several weekly visits to the hospital not knowing what to expect at any one time- it meant leaning on a daily basis and drawing strength from the Lord, resting on his everlasting arms up to the 37th week when I was delivered of my miracle baby by caesarian section.
There were days of severe pain and on several pain killers through out to the 37th week – yet despite weakness and inability to pray continuously. God raised intercessors through the church and my immediate family (my sisters and brother) who stood in the gap with me praying, calling me to pray and sending messages of prayer. God never leaves us neither does He forsake us.
To tell you of all the events that culminated to getting pregnant and throughout the pregnancy will end up in a novel. I believe the lord has led me to give it to you in this compressed form.
A formula I got from a book by Bob Gass:
Your Faith & Conviction (agreeing with God’s word) + Your Confession = Result
It is only when we put our conviction out and confess it faithfully trusting God (Inspite of potential ridicule) that is when the battle begins – mountains are moved, circumstances are changed and sickness healed.
Today we not only have a son but we have 2 energetic boys. We named the first one a name that ‘Who is like our God’ and the second one ‘There is none like our God!!!!’
The fight was worth it. Somehow the pains of the last few years have disappeared; carrying our bundles of joy is indeed a blessing from God.
If you are still believing the Lord for your seed or anything please search the word of God and hold on to it. Find some willing Christians you can trust to stand with you in the days of your battle.
It maybe a long haul but when you get hold of your blessing you will know that it was all worth it in the end. All we need is a faith as small as a mustard seed and we can move whatever mountains stands between us and our breakthrough.