I know.

I was lying perfectly still.  I was anxiously waiting for Dr. Pastorfide's instruction to get up from that small and uncomfortable clinic bed.  It was the last day of 2007 and I had just finished my fertility treatment.


Intrauterine insemination is a procedure which involves placing a sperm inside a woman's uterus to facilitate fertilization.  I vaguely remember the procedure.  What I couldn't forget was how Don's reassuring hand felt as we walked towards the doctor's office.


We hoped for a child as we welcomed the new year.  But she never came that year.
Fertility treatments can cause marital stress and psychological instability.  So when In Vitro Fertilization was suggested, Don and I decided to take a rest from all the work ups.  Aside from the financial requirement of the treatment, we thought we were not ready to face the "last option".


Just when I mastered my blank expression as I answer why-are-you-still-without-child questions and my its-no-big-deal smile when I hear reassuring words from family, friends and yes, even strangers, the pregnancy test finally showed two pink lines. 


No Metformin, no injections, no fertility treatments.  Just a prayer request.


Three years after I wrote that blog (When Storks Stop Flying), I gave birth to Julia Dominiq.  
The storks didn't stop flying.  They didn't skip my doorstep either.


But, it was never up to the storks.  It was all about His divine plan.