We were blessed with our precious miracle son, John Michael Kelly on December 6, 2017. His beautiful blue eyes and adorable little features were worth every penny, lab draw, early morning trip to Memphis, needle stick, and tear. We would not hesitate to do it again in a hearbeat. Infertility tested my faith. I would love to say that I remained strong through the years of trying to conceive but the truth is I didn’ t. I was completely broken, in a valley that only God could pull me out of. Many of days
I would cry out to Him; begging Him to bless us with a baby, asking Him why others who were unable to care for their children continued to get pregnant, and wondering what we had done to be punished in this way. Bitterness had overtaken my life and once I became aware that it had consumed my being I had a very difficult time giving it up. Never did I question His existence but did wonder where He was in the middle of my grief and turmoil. If He was such a loving and graceful Father why would He allow His children to carry such a heavy burden? This burning desire of motherhood.
I had hit the bottom of my valley. I finally cried out to Him, laying everything in His hands. He is the Master of my life and I should’ve treated Him as such since the beginning. He never intended for us to carry our burdens and when I finally released mine to Him I was at peace. I knew then that no matter the outcome He would be right there beside me through it all. I began looking at our infertility as a journey and found joy along the way.
No one chooses to endure the hardship of infertility but look where it has led us. We have grown stronger as a couple, closer to God, and have been blessed with our miracle son. We’re able to share the testimony of God’s love and faithfulness in hopes that someone finds encouragement, hope, and comfort. No matter how God chooses to redeem you, open your heart and allow Him to. It won’t be easy, but it’ll be worth it.