Below is a facebook post from a dear friend of mine. I have no words but it speaks for itself. My heart is so full for Ciara and Ashton. I am so happy that I was asked to create their pregnancy announcement for them. Watch the video below in hd for best quality! (ps…grab some tissues!)
If you’ve lost faith, hope, or even sight of Jesus and his majestic ways, let me enlighten you on our testimony. This will be lengthy, but I promise it will be worth the read:
Before Sawyer turned one, Ashton and I agreed that we wanted our children to be close in age and actually wanted several children. Yes, we know we are crazy. When we started our journey to have more children, we KNEW we would be pregnant in no time. Wrong. Very wrong. We did “everything” by the book…and I mean everything. From taking ovulation tests, basal body temperature, eating certain foods, prenatal vitamins…the whole nine yards. Month after month, disappointment consumed my life. Everyone was getting pregnant around me, and I just felt as if “it wasn’t fair”. We had been trying for so much longer and it just wasn’t happening for us.
Our hearts were filled with joy in January when we learned that we were expecting! Finally. After 8 long months! We were so excited! That excitement quickly turned to devastation in February. At 8 weeks gestation, we had to say goodbye to our second child. I was heartbroken. I didn’t understand. But God held me in his arms and whispered that everything would be ok. The song “Just Be Held” literally got me through. Our faith grew immensely in the Lord over the next few months.
God spoke to me one day on my way to work and he said “kingdom work”. I wasn’t sure exactly what He meant by that, but I knew he would be using me. A few days later I was asked to start helping out on Wednesday nights in the preschool room at church, and Ashton began playing in the worship band. I felt a peace like I had never felt before, and we were growing closer to Him day by day. We were working in His kingdom, and freeing ourselves to be used however He saw fit. A few weeks passed by, and I received a phone call to work the Summer enrichment program at church. Being that I had planned on having my entire summer off, it was a bit of a tough “yes”, but I knew that God was testing me. He asked me to work in His kingdom, and this was all part of His plan.
Fast forward to June 20th. On June 21st, Ashton and I had an appointment to meet with our OB to talk about our next steps, since we had been trying to conceive for over a year. The day before our appointment, God spoke to me and said “this is your month, do you trust me?”…feeling super condemned, I knew I only had one option, and that was to cancel our doctors appointment and trust in Him! I text Ashton to tell him what had happened, and he replied with “He told me the same thing”. Y’all…if that wasn’t the confirmation we needed, I honestly don’t know what was!
At only 3 days past ovulation, I KNEW I was pregnant. We took a test…and sure enough, positive! God kept His promise! At our first appointment, my blood work was awesome. My numbers were high and rising perfectly.
Fast forward to week 6.
Ultrasound day! Eeek! Finally! A healthy baby with a strong heartbeat was found in my uterus. My smile was huge! I was over the moon. Until I saw an unusual look on the techs face. Great. Just great. I had seen that look before, and I automatically knew something wasn’t right. And it wasn’t. She found a “baby with a heartbeat” in my left tube. Our doctor called it a “heterotopic pregnancy” and would not allow us to go home, due to it being a life threatening condition. We were informed that he would have to go in and remove this baby, who had a heartbeat, from my left tube. And we were also told that the baby in my uterus may not make it though anesthesia. The lump in my throat was so big that I couldn’t swallow. I cried, and I prayed, and I cried and I prayed some more: ” God, you promised us. You told us to trust you. That this was our month! We have no choice but to trust You and that’s what we are going to do.”
We trusted Him and he delivered us. When I woke up from surgery, “the baby in my tube” ended up “being a CYST growing at the same rate at the baby in my uterus”, and the heartbeat was detected from a “vein in my leg”. If that’s not God, I truly don’t know what is. The baby in my uterus had a strong heartbeat and we were sent home as high risk.
At 8 weeks, we got to see our baby yet again, and s/he was right on target and growing perfectly. At 10 weeks, we got to peak at our miracle rainbow baby yet again, and were taken off of high risk. Through the storms, God held us in his arms and kept his promise. He answers our prayers, we just have to be willing to listen❤️
So, the secret is out! Baby Baggett will be here in March!