100 results for tag: Miscarriage
My husband and I found out we were pregnant with our first baby in November of 2023 at about 5 weeks. We were truly overjoyed. We had just celebrated our one year marriage anniversary that October and we were so excited for this next step!
I have always wanted to be a mom since I was a little girl. My career choices changed growing up, but my one constant desire was to be a mom.
Although we knew many people opted to wait until after the first trimester to announce pregnancy, we could not contain the excitement and told our families and close friends around Thanksgiving. Everyone was so excited for us and it made us all the more giddy and ecstatic....
My husband, Clayton, and I married in February of 2014, and both knew we wanted to wait about two years before having children. I grew up babysitting a lot of kids throughout high school and college. Being a mom has always been a role I deeply desired. God blessed us as soon as we decided to get pregnant. We couldn’t wait until our due date, November 1, 2016. On March 29, 2016, we had our first appointment at 9 weeks gestation. We didn’t hear a heartbeat, and we knew our baby was already in heaven. The six months following were full of tears, heartache, pain, and confusion. I didn’t understand why or how this could happen, but my trust and faith ...
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 husband Andy and I have two beautiful girls, and we were debating whether or not to have another baby. We didn’t really feel strongly one way or another, but wanted to be obedient to the Lord. So we decided to start trying and see what God had in store for us.
The second month of trying and, bam! I was pregnant. It took five or six months to get pregnant with the girls, and the baby that we named Birch and lost at 9 weeks (between our girls), so we were absolutely shocked. As we wrapped our heads around the idea of being a family of five, our excitement grew. We dreamed of a little boy or a little girl and thought of names and wondered what ...
My husband and I got married in April of 2010. We wanted to grow our family right away. When I went in for my early exam six months after we were married, my doctor was concerned that I was not yet pregnant. We began to chart my cycle with ovulation tests, charts, and checking my temperature. When I was still not pregnant a year later, the doctor’s concern increased.
Since my cycles and exams all looked good, we started talking about various fertility treatments. I started on some medication and began a treatment plan. When the first round of treatments failed, I didn’t know what to do. I felt devastated, lost, and alone. There was nowhere to ...
"May this be your experience; may you feel that the Hand which inflicts the wound supplies the balm, and that He who has emptied your heart has filled the void with Himself."
- Hudson Taylor, missionary to China
If I'd written my own life story a hundred different times in a hundred different ways, I never would have included this chapter: Our Second Miscarriage.
Back in January, Shawn and I were elated to read an instantly positive pregnancy test. Pregnancy symptoms set in quickly and we couldn't wait to hold our third sweet baby in September.
Fast forward a few weeks. Our first ultrasound would happen at 8 and a half weeks. I'd been ...
2022 was a year of loss for my family. We lost a job, friends, a church we called family, our home, and our four babies in two pregnancies. My husband got a job in another state and lived apart from our living children and I for three months. When it came time to leave our home, my heart felt the grief all over again. The waves crashed hard and strong. I was leaving the only home, my babies knew, although they had only been in the womb. We lost two pregnancies, our girls, Eba, River, and Vale in April, and then Karad in October. I lost the girls at the end of our first trimester, and Karad at the eight week mark. All four of them only knew this ...
My husband, Ron, and I have been married for 14 years. We first met in 2003, and we knew instantly that God had brought us together. We were married four months later. We had discussed children and always said it was in God’s hands if or when we had any. When Ron was 18 he had a brain tumor. He had surgery, chemo and radiation—and is completely healed. Because of the chemo and radiation, he was told that chances were pretty high that he wouldn’t be able to have children.
Fast forward eight years, and I wasn’t surprised that we hadn’t conceived yet. We just assumed it was because of the cancer. My sweet husband knew it was a dream of ...
Of all the big moments in life, nothing has quite changed me like grief. Most moments close one chapter and open a new chapter. But grief practically changes your DNA. I will never see life or circumstance the same way again. After two normal, uncomplicated pregnancies, I took pregnancy for granted. So, when we went to the doctor with our third pregnancy and they couldn’t find the heartbeat, our whole world seemed to stop. On May 17, 2014, we had to say “hello” and “good-bye” to Solomon Elijah. God’s peace was tangible in the hospital room. We had friends who had lost their son just the year before visit us while we waited. They wept with ...
But Zion had said, ‘The Lord has forsaken me,the Lord has forgotten me’Can a woman forget her nursing child,that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb?Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.”Isaiah 49:14-15
“God, you are the God of miracles. Lord, please let this be a mistake.”
When I realized the lines on my home pregnancy tests were getting progressively lighter, my heart broke. It was July 2019, my first pregnancy, and the burst of euphoria at learning I would be a mother swallowed me whole until the day I miscarried.
It was the first of many losses: A miscarriage at six weeks, another at eight, and ...
