71 results for tag: Infant Loss
“Unfortunately, this baby has some things wrong with her.”
Those words will forever echo in my memory.
My husband and I were at the hospital for a routine 20-week ultrasound for our second daughter. She had a strong heartbeat and was very active, but the exam took longer than it should have, and anxiety started to creep in. When the doctor told us that all was not well with our baby, the bottom fell out of my heart.
The doctor went on to explain that our baby had multiple serious physical defects, and more testing was needed to determine the exact nature of her condition.
After answering our questions and going over a number of different ...
In May of 2017 I found out I was pregnant. When I told my husband, we celebrated together, full of joy and excitement. Before we knew if we were having a boy or a girl, we were trying to pick our top names. I thought of Audrey, and instantly fell in love with the name. I knew that if we had a girl that would be her name. The meaning of Audrey is “noble strength.” We wanted to give our child a first name that had a strong meaning, and to me, Audrey was perfect. When I was 20 weeks, we were getting ready to find out the sex of the baby, and were both almost certain that the baby was going to be a boy. But she was a girl! Looking back now, this was ...
Eleanor “Ellie” Love Kropchuk was the most beautiful surprise. In March 2017, my husband, Matthew, and I were so excited to find out she was on the way to join big brother Timothy (three years old) and big sister Caroline (20 months). Since I already have two children, pregnancy was nothing new for me. But Ellie was different. My doctor even commented at one point, as we laughed together about how active Ellie always was, that this pregnancy was just different than the others. Around seven months into my pregnancy, I created a playlist that I would listen to during my birthing time. God often uses music to minster to me in very unique and specific ...
I got into my car, shaking, and responded to my doctor’s voicemail requesting me to call her personal line so that I might talk to her that evening. That Friday evening. A week prior to this, I had chosen to take a voluntary, non-invasive blood test on a whim, and some results were flagged.
My doctor mentioned words I had never heard, and I scrambled to write anything down on the back of the one receipt I found. It was my first brush with such grief.
I had experienced some loss before, and had already had a few rocky appointments with my OB. But five days later, I walked into an ultrasound room, watched my sixteen-week-old baby kick and flip ...
On June 13, 2010, I discovered that I was pregnant with our third child in three years. There was a great deal of shock and restlessness as we began to prepare our home for three babies. My first two pregnancies were textbook and without nausea or complications. So, as my third pregnancy began and the sickness ensued, it was even harder for me to accept that this was God’s plan for me. However, God laid Jeremiah 33:3 on my heart and began to transform my thoughts to His thoughts—“Call to Me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.” We began to digest the reality, and we were ...
My story can be hard to write. It’s been so hard to grieve and harder to even process. To say the last year and a half has been hard would be an extreme understatement. But, I know my story is still being written, and it will glorify God. I pray it already has. So, I write it out.
My husband and I got married on the beach June 7, 2008. It was perfect. We planned fun vacations all over the world as our work schedules would allow for five years before deciding to start a family. We met our first little love, Callie Siena, in July 2014. She is pure joy, and I can’t imagine life or our family without her. Since we ...
After much prayer, my husband, Brandon, and I decided that we wanted to add another “arrow” to our family (Psalm 127:4). We were blessed with three brave girls and still felt like God was calling us to be parents again. On April 11, 2016, I took a test, and surprisingly my honored eyes read: pregnant. I just started giggling and crying simultaneously. Thanking God, and feeling honored that He would entrust another one of His children to us. I was thankful to be nauseous and loved eating anything fried.
My appointments leading up to our 20-week ultrasound showed a strong heartbeat and good growth. We took our girls with us to the ultrasound so ...
I’ve heard a lot of people say that when they went through something hard, they felt the closest to God during that season than they ever had before —that just wasn't the case with me.
Emma Grace was our first child. Everything was going perfectly with the pregnancy when we went in for our routine 20-week ultrasound in October of 2011, then everything changed. After finding out that there were many things medically wrong with our precious girl, we left the doctor’s office in complete shock and devastation.
I remember thinking, this is where the rubber meets the road. This is where we get to live out the faith that we have professed and ...
April 17 was a day that I will never forget. A day that will be etched in my heart my entire life. A day of great sorrow and immense pain—yet a day of hope.
My daughter was a healthy thriving baby until April 17 when I knew something was wrong. I had lost another baby early in pregnancy but got pregnant shortly after, leaving little time to grieve, process, and heal. It made this pregnancy much different than our son’s—who is living on earth. I was more cautious, hesitant, and fearful.
That day she wasn’t moving as much so we went in to get checked. From then, it was a blur of a day—but one that I can also seem to replay in my head ...
My story began with a long bout of infertility. Infertility is such a lonely and dark journey, especially when you see many of your family members and friends getting to celebrate the joys of having a baby. Social media only adds to the sting of not being able to conceive with posts of gender reveals, baby bumps and ultrasound pictures. I felt as though I was wishing weeks of my life away as I counted down the days until I could take a pregnancy test to see if it would come up positive. I’ve never wanted something so badly in my life. The pull to become a Mom is strong, and it’s even stronger when it doesn’t come easy. I longed for the days to ...
