At 20 years old, I had my left ovary and tube removed because of endometriosis, which can cause infertility. I was told then that the chances of having children were slim. God, of course, had other plans, and at age 34, I had my son. My ex-husband left me when I was pregnant with my son. Seven years later, I met my current husband, and we married in 1997. In 1999, my husband had his vasectomy reversed. He had had a vasectomy years before, and the doctor told him the chances of success weren't good since it had been ten years. I had three doctors tell me, "You are in your 40s with endometriosis and no left ovary or tube, and your husband had a vasectomy reversed, so I do not believe it's possible for you to conceive." God kept reminding me that when my son was a baby, He had told me I would have another baby named Jesse. In 2002, I got pregnant. Glory hallelujah, another miracle! My doctor was not sure how far along I was and wanted an ultrasound by a doctor and not an ultrasound tech.
While I was getting my ultrasound at five months pregnant, within a minute, the doctor said, "I am so sorry. You have a tremendous amount of amniotic fluid, and this opening at the base of your baby's brain will continue to enlarge. It's too much pressure on her brain. You will need genetic counseling to prepare for a developmentally disabled child."
Fear hit me like a Mac truck, but the Spirit of God arose within me, and I declared, "I am 44 years old, with no left ovary or tube because of endometriosis, which can cause infertility. My husband had a reverse vasectomy, and our baby is a miracle, so we are sure she will be fine. Thanks for letting us know. For now, we know how to pray!"
He said, "You are 44? Wow! Well, I will pray, too!"
The Lord said later that day, "You can go to genetic counseling and prepare for what the doctor said, or you can not go and prepare for what I said. It's up to you!" We did not attend genetic counseling. I had to fight the good fight of faith, combatting fear for three days. On the third day, unrelenting fear left, and for the remainder of my pregnancy, I carried His supernatural peace.
Today, Jesse is 15. She has been in accelerated classes since fourth grade. She is a 4.0 student, in the J.R.O.T.C. at her high school and also on the precision air rifle team. She also is in Junior Civil Air Patrol and in tenth-grade honors English as a freshman. I've shared my testimony with many women, who were told they couldn't get pregnant, and just like God does, then they could!