Hours passed… I called the doctor's office and left a voice message. I even called the lab, and checked my online Labcorp account. Unfortunately the lab doesn’t release the results online until the doctor has reviewed them, first. So I had to wait. David even called me wondering what was up, and I expressed my frustration that we hadn’t heard anything yet. It was past noon and we needed to know, now! Lol, patient Monet had exited the building. David said give me the number, I’ll call them myself. He had a vacation day and was home relaxing, so I can only imagine how his mind raced with anticipation. A short while later he told me he was running over to his grandma’s house but needed me to sign an important document for some business we were handling in Charlotte. I had a brief break between meetings so agreed to meet him at the front of the school. He pulled up and began to get out of the truck. I thought to myself, what in the world is he doing? Why is he getting out? Doesn’t he know I need to sign these documents and get back into the school? He walks up to me, kisses me and interrupts me mid sentence. He smiles and says… “Christa (the doctor's nurse) called. We’re pregnant.” Rewind, rewind, rewind… what did he just say?! I was in shock, I threw my hands up to the sky and I wrapped my arms around David in the biggest embrace and kiss. I then stumbled on my words, gasped, inhaled, exhaled deeply, my mind was racing… I remember asking him to repeat what he said and tell me what happened? How did he know? When did they call him? I wanted EVERY detail, fact, and I wanted to feel like I was there when it all took place. He explained that he was on his way to his grandparents’ home, when the doctors office called him back. They did receive my earlier message, but just called David back because he was the last to call. My test results came in, and the blood work showed a positive pregnancy. After many congratulations, she also stated that my levels were pretty high, possibly indicating a girl, and they wanted me to come in on that following Monday to confirm via ultrasound. I think I hugged and kissed David a thousand times that day, but I didn’t shed a tear. I was just happy, elated and my heart was so full. I was not dreaming, this is really happening. We then each reached for our phones and agreed to call our parents then and there. He dialed his mother and I dialed my father. I could barely get my words out, I know my voice was 3 octaves higher than normal. Keep in mind, we are still out front of the school during all of this. A school that has front security cameras and I really don’t know what the office staff was thinking. They probably thought we just won the lottery, which we did… we’re so rich in blessings and in that moment we knew God remembered us. He answered our prayers!
I walked back in that school on cloud nine. I was also shaking, I couldn’t keep calm. I called my cousin, who had been on pins and needles all day and shared the news. I had to keep a low and calm voice, but I wanted to scream. We called our closest family and friends to share the news… I mean after all, going through a journey of this magnitude is not something you go through alone. We had an arsenal of praying and hopeful family and friends in our circle who had been praying with and for us for years. And on that day, we all celebrated a victory unlike anything we’ve ever imagined. It wasn’t a matter of IF this could happen, but WHEN this would happen, and we were so proud to share. I never cried that day, in fact, my heart was so full that all I could do was smile. I’m sure I was beaming and I know my walk had a little pep in it. All the while God spoke to me and said, see? I told you I had it all worked out. And he surely did. Years and years of praying could not prepare me for this feeling. Bliss. Elation. Humbleness. God remembered us, hallelujah!