Aimee’s Story

On December 29, 2011 our world was forever changed in a blink of an eye! This is our story, this is us, and this is our hope!

My husband and I have been blessed with three beautiful, healthy girls, and we were beyond elated when we found out we were expecting again. After having three healthy pregnancies, I instantly knew something wasn’t right when the ultrasound tech took a deep breath and sat on my bed.

I uttered the dreaded words, “Is the baby okay?” and was so scared for the answer; her reply shocked me.

She said, “I am going to be honest; I have never seen this before. Your baby is fine but there is something else occurring too. I think you have a molar pregnancy but this will need to be confirmed with the doctor.” She said she’d only seen molar pregnancies but never one with a twin/coexisting fetus.

Confused and shocked I instantly googled molar pregnancy and I saw the words “cancer,” “death,” “curable,” “miscarriage,” and “chemo.” I was in disbelief! I had to wait for confirmation from the doctor. He finally concurred with the ultrasound technician, declaring that this pregnancy would probably not last longer than nine weeks, and I would miscarry due to the molar pregnancy with the coexisting fetus.

He, the nurse, and the ultrasound technician was very compassionate as we waited to miscarry.

As we were waiting I prayed every day, my family prayed, my church family prayed, and people from across the United States prayed for us. I prayed and asked God to please let me keep this baby within as long as my body would allow. With a molar pregnancy your body ultimately just weakens. The longer you carry the baby the greater chance of metastatic cancer for the mother. Well, little did we know that our baby was a fighter and our baby kept growing. And we were so grateful for every moment, every week, every gestational milestone we got to have with our baby.

We had made it, finally, to the week when we could find out the baby’s sex. That day we found out we were going to have a son! A mommies’-boy and a daddies’-little-hunter. We were beyond excited! My husband was finally going to get to experience a father and son relationship!

The farther I got along, the sicker I got. My body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was literally shutting down. My doctor sent me to a high risk doctor because I was beyond the point he had ever seen anyone else make it. Our high risk doctor knew my body was giving up and gave us the option to medically abort our son, but my husband and I knew that a medical abortion wasn’t for us. I knew that God had chosen this path for us, and I knew deep down God would take care of us, no matter what would happen, because God is good, sovereign, and just.

At twenty-four weeks my body just couldn’t carry our son any longer. The molar pregnancy was pushing him out. On December 29, as I was laboring, I was scared because our son, Malachi, was only twenty-four weeks in gestation. He was at a seventy-five percent survival rate, but I knew he had not had his lung development shot. As I was pushing, I was praying and an instant peace fell over me as I heard the words, “Be still and know that I am God.”

Be still and know that I am God (Psalm 46:10). What a sense of peace knowing that God is there for us even in the midst of raw grief and sorrow! Throughout my entire person, I did feel peace and sense of calm. I acquired patience that I never had before. Patience in literally the minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour and day-by-day. God gave us peace at the beginning of our pregnancy all the way through having to say good-bye in the midst of grief. Our God has been there for us, and as we progress on this road of seemingly never-ending grief, He will continue to be there for us.

- Aimee

Hope Mom to Malachi Grayson

My husband and I are the parents of three beautiful daughters and one son awaiting us in heaven.

 

 


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