Wow!

I've been wanting to have another baby for years, but it never seemed to be the right time. That was until a few months ago when the urge was nagging once again. I didn't fight the feeling this time though. I let it stay and grow. I began looking into the logistics. I knew I wouldn't be able to get vials from my son's donor because he was long gone. I looked at a new bank and found a suitable donor. However, I didn't jump on it. I continued to stew. I flipped and I flopped. Now I think I know why I kept waiting.

For some unknown reason on Sunday I decided to skim through the donor list of the bank I used to become pregnant with my son and stumbled across my son's donor! He hasn't been listed since I was pregnant. A shock went through me. Maybe this is the right time. Maybe this is why the other times never panned out. Maybe my 2nd child is meant to have the same donor as my son.

Sunday night I prayed that God would lead the way. Monday I was able to get a hold of someone at the bank and found there was one ICI and one IVF vial available (the bank found them while redoing their inventory). I was a bit concerned that there were only two, but it's two more chances for my son that I didn't have before. I asked them to hold the vials and I'd fax the new client paperwork over in a few hours. They agreed! The vials were mine!

This is such an incredibly amazing gift. I get chills thinking about how this could be "meant to be". What if those vials were just waiting for the right time for me. What if baby number 2 is somewhere in one of those vials. Maybe just maybe they went off the bank's radar because they were meant for me and are going to help create such an important part of my family. Maybe just maybe baby number 2 won't be a dream anymore.