Our story starts in 1988 with the birth of my first son, then I was married to my first husband in 1989. I had a miscarriage at 23 weeks in Sept 1989. I was in very bad failing marriage, and did not want more children after knowing my husband for several years before we got married, I should of known to start with. But I thought things would get better after our first son was born. Then Oct 1989 I found out I was pregnant again for the third time. I was scared and all I could think was I got to protect my baby's. I made it through that pregnancy August 21, 1990.
My son was born with lots of health problems. But he was alive, and I could hold him and care for him unlike the baby I lost in September the year before. I know this sounds like I did not have time to grieve the lose of one before getting pregnant again. And your right I didn't, my husband raped me and that is how I was pregnant again so soon. I had made up my mind before I had my son in 1990, that this would not happen again, so I had my tubal ligation August 21, 1990 at 6:30a.m.. My son had been born just about six hours earlier at 12:42a.m.. My heart was breaking and God was telling me I was going to regret this for a long time. I did, when I woke up I was not a whole person anymore. My heart was not into this marriage anymore. I did not feel like a real woman anymore, I was useless and defective.
I left my husband October 28, 1990, he was going to kill me if I took my children. But God told me go, be brave like the Indian that flowed through my veins. So I went brave, got into my car locked the doors and left. I felt the best that I had felt in a long time. We were safe, no more hurting no more babies being hurt. Or so we thought. He abused me for six years more mentally after we left. But my children he abused from the time they were born.
But God had a plan for us. My husband had introduced me to a friend of his in April 1989. They worked together, and this friend seen him running with other women. And know about the abuse. He told my husband at the time he would keep doing the things he was doing and I and the children would be his. On January 23, 1995 my divorce was final. My husband had told this friend that he was not my type, so he would never get me. On February 19, 1995 Harley and I meet up at his uncles house, also one of my best friends. His uncle helped set us up. We were married April 30, 1995. He took my children as his own, adopting them within just a couple years. With a heavy heart because I know my mistake we promised that we would have a child together. I told him what I had done five years earlier. But we promised, so on we went.
He had brought two sons to our marriage, and there was fourteen years difference in our ages. Harley was fourteen years my senior. We found out a few years later that his boys were not his bio children. His youngest son decided that he was not his so he did not need to be part of our family. After raising his boys just about to adulthood, that was a crushing blow. But the oldest son had had trouble with his mother, not really wanting him. My heart was open to him, and to this day blood or not he is my son. And I let him know that not paper could change the way we felt for him.
I searched for someone to do a TR for us for about fourteen years. After a lot of praying and looking at Doctors on the Internet, I found Gods blessing to our family (Doctor Richard Levin). Gods Hands at work for people like us, in need of help to make our dreams come true.
As of January 2011, we were ready to put our plans into effect. With help from friends and a few family members we got the money and paid for our surgery. We had our surgery April 21, 2011, with our family and friends from Doctor Levin's office. Life had went from bad to good to great, to God could do no better.
I email Doctor levin to see since we were in the TTC phase of this journey, what we could do to speed this up for us. He kept telling me it would happen at the right time. I know he is just an extension of God. In August 2011, on the day of my birthday at age 40, we were positive pregnant. The long journey was coming to a end. Before our BFP, I was so impatient. Cause sure enough I got a birthday gift that was more than I could of ever imagined, and we were due for a little Jack Lakota on my husbands birthday April 16.
Our first TR baby was right on time for everything to be what we needed. Though he was born April 9, 2012 at 8 lbs, 1 oz. and 20 in. 1:20p.m.. He was our thanksgiving, our Christmas, our New Years, Valentines day, and Easter presents to each other and the other children. You know you've done something right when your children that are ages and names in descending order are over whelmed, Lj or Harley III 33, Donald Jr. 23, Johnathen 21. They were all so excited they just could not wait, everyday it was Mom how much longer do we have to wait for our little brother. This child is so spoiled by his brothers, they have to have time with him everyday that they can.
TR baby #2, Shayan Marie Gibson was born April 30, 2013. Born at 12:03 P.M., weighing 7 Lbs. 8 Oz., 19 3/4 in.
Thank you The Gibson Family