{"id":36,"date":"2005-03-05T18:32:00","date_gmt":"2005-03-06T08:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/newcoolthang.com\/?p=36"},"modified":"2020-01-09T07:09:41","modified_gmt":"2020-01-09T14:09:41","slug":"guest-post-help-thou-mine-unbelief-part-1-of-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.newcoolthang.com\/index.php\/2005\/03\/guest-post-help-thou-mine-unbelief-part-1-of-3\/36\/","title":{"rendered":"Guest Post: Help Thou Mine Unbelief (Part 1 of 3)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In 1994 upon completing our degrees at BYU my husband Geoff and I decided to move to his hometown, San Diego.  There he would pursue an MBA at San Diego State and we would start our family, or so I thought.  Once we settled in to paradise I thought that I would become pregnant with in a few months of trying.  Well, months went by and nothing.  The wait was agonizing each month only to be disappointed every time.<!--more--><span class=\"fullpost\"><\/p>\n<p>After about a year of trying to conceive I had some testing done and was able to get on some fertility drugs, and lo and behold I was pregnant the first month!  It was incredibly exciting&#8230; our first baby!  We immediately told all of our friends and relatives.  <\/p>\n<p>I was amazed at how great I felt, no morning sickness, no cravings, just little ol&#8217; me feeling like myself.  I couldn&#8217;t understand why some women found the first trimester of pregnancy so challenging.  Then about 2 months into the pregnancy I started to have some spotting.  &#8220;This can&#8217;t be right,&#8221; I thought to myself.  I immediately called my doctor&#8217;s office and the nurse said that spotting was normal and that I shouldn&#8217;t worry about it, just keep an eye on it.<\/p>\n<p>It didn&#8217;t get better in fact, it got a little worse.  Eventually I asked my husband to give me a priesthood blessing of healing.  In the blessing he said that my pregnancy would be fine and that our baby would be healthy.  I felt a lot better after the blessing was over and I let myself make plans and dream about the little person in my stomach again.<\/p>\n<p>The next day I miscarried.  It was a crushing disappointment to me.  &#8220;What about the blessing?&#8221;  I thought.  &#8220;Was that some kind of cruel joke?&#8221;  I wondered if my faith was lacking, or maybe my husband misinterpreted what he was supposed to say in the blessing.  I wasn&#8217;t sure what happened.  But one thing I did know was that my faith in priesthood blessings had diminished.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t worry &#8212; this is just the first of three related posts and life got much better for us. After another miscarriage we had some medical testing where the doctor&#8217;s figured out what the problem was and I was able to conceive and carry 4 beautiful children each to a full-term pregnancy.  (Although I have found motherhood to be more challenging than I imagined, I feel it is the most important and rewarding thing I can be doing in my life.)<\/p>\n<p>But my question to end Part One is: Was my experience with a failed\/inaccurate priesthood blessing unique?  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