Celebrating Life and Giving Thanks {Guest Post}

Today I share with you a guest blog post from a woman who I ‘met’ online but now call a friend. Steffany Duke writes a blog called Spit and Sparkles, The Adventures of Raising Boy/Girl Twins.

I shared Zachary’s story with her readers on July 16 and now am honored to encourage my readers this week with Steffany’s journey of strength and love. We all face different challenges but I believe we can rally our courage amongst us; we are stronger together. Thank you, Steffany, for your inspiring outlook.   

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I’m Steffany, and I’m so thankful for the opportunity to share my story on Wanted, Chosen, Planned Blog.

 

Eight years ago on June 22, 2005, I was undergoing surgery to remove an ovarian tumor — a surgery that I wasn’t sure I would walk away from and still be able to conceive children one day.

 

I was 19 years old, and I had just completed my first year of college when I was diagnosed with a mass on my right ovary. I was scheduled for surgery immediately to remove the tumor, and possibly both ovaries, or a complete hysterectomy if the tumor was cancer and had spread. By God’s grace, the tumor was confined to the right ovary, and that is all I lost. No radiation, no chemotherapy. He saved me.

 

It wasn’t until many years later, after I married my sweet husband, Derrick, that I fully realized the gift I’d been given, but it also took hardships I never expected to face.

 

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After trying to conceive our first child for what seemed like a lifetime, Derrick and I were devastated by our failure. How could God be so cruel, we often wondered. Why did he leave me with one ovary if I wasn’t meant to be a mother? And then after one year of trying, I became pregnant. We were overjoyed, but sadly those feelings were replaced with sorrow just seven and a half weeks later. We learned that our baby didn’t have a heartbeat, and that the pregnancy was over.

 

I remember walking into a store one day, many months later, feeling sorry for myself. I happened to pick up a book at the checkout that consisted of names and their meanings. Curiosity got the best of me, and I looked up my name. Beside it was, what I thought at the time, the cruelest joke ever. Stephanie: Mother of many, happy children. Obviously, since the name was spelled wrong, that was not my prophecy! However, this, I know now, was a sign from God to be patient and trust in His plan.

 

After another year of unsuccessful attempts, we just humbled ourselves before God. We had the elders of our church pray over us and bless us. We cried, and we vowed not to give up no matter what the road ahead had in store for us. A few weeks later, we got the exciting news that I was pregnant, and then we learned that we were expecting twins.

 
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Thirty-one weeks later, God’s love and grace were manifested again with the birth of our beautiful baby boy and baby girl. It was with lots of prayer and many people praying for us, that we all made it through the six weeks in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit.

 

Thankful, doesn’t even describe how I feel. I feel incredibly blessed and humbled and in awe of God’s greatness. Corbin and Lynley are beautiful gifts, and I will never forget what Derrick and I have gone through to get to this point in our lives. I cherish every moment that I get to spend with my little family, knowing that this may never have happened.

 

Many thanks to Alexis for the opportunity to share my story.  If you would like to connect, please email me at spitsparklesblog@gmail.com and visit our blog at spitandsparkles.blogspot.com.

 

Steffany Duke

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3 Comments

  1. Kate
    Jul 30, 2013

    Steffany, your story was very touching. We both know the story of things working out in the end. We were blessed with our two beautiful children when he was ready to give them to us I guess is one way of looking at it. You have a beautiful family!

    • Hi Kate! Thanks so much for the sweet compliment. God’s timing is something I have really learned to trust in. Of course, it’s not always easy, but it is always for the best. Best wishes to you and yours!

  2. julie witten-alnd
    Nov 4, 2013

    HI Steffany, Thank you for sharing your story about your walk with pregnancy and its trials. I am so blessed to not have had any of these struggles, yet I am amazed at your strength and (Alexis- Marie) how women like you can keep your chin up (not get mad a God and shut Him out) and then continue to open yourself up and share to others in hope to encourage and comfort them. Thank you for reminding me just how blessed we women are to even have children ( I have a 5 and 2 yr old) and every time I read women’s stories of their struggles with babies and losing children I am completely humbled and in awe that God has given me two beautiful children and I cherish them even more learning about what some of you woman have to go thru to hold yours. So Thank you, truly, Thank you for reminding me how blessed I am. My heart and prayer go out to you – May our gracious loving God shine His light and love on you and your families.

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