101 results for tag: Miscarriage
It had been nearly a year since our early miscarriage and we yearned for a sibling here for our almost 3-year-old son. I had recently finished reading a book on prayer which inspired me to keep a prayer journal and be more intentional in seeking quiet time with the Lord.
I began to recognize that my fervent desire (bordering on obsession) to expand our family had become an idol to me. A verse that I continued to meditate on during that time says, “Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalm 37:4). These words sank deep as I began to understand that the Lord promises to place His desires in our heart, not ...
I remember well the night we found out we were pregnant with our second baby. It was July 2, 2011. I took three pregnancy tests that had such a faint pink line that I finally went out and bought one of the ones that said “pregnant” or “not pregnant” because I had to be sure. To say we were excited was probably a bit of an understatement.
Our oldest had just turned one a little over a month before. We loved our little family of three, but couldn’t wait to give Ian the gift of a sibling. I was thrilled at the idea of hearing the sounds of multiple children in my home. The thought of it made me giddy. We told our families and close friends ...
My husband kept asking when we could try for another baby. I kept delaying. It seemed so overwhelming with a busy toddler at home. But the time came when I felt ready to try. Conceiving happened just as quickly as it did with our firstborn. It gave me hope and encouragement that it seemed effortless for our bodies. It seemed like a sign that our bodies were healthy. I didn’t fear anything would go wrong because the first pregnancy was smooth sailing.
But unlike my previous pregnancy, things seemed more difficult. My allergies flared up, my lungs struggled to breathe, and doctors altered my medications. I felt uneasy about the health of our baby as ...
“I’m sorry, I normally can see a heartbeat in a baby this size, but I don't.”
“I’m sorry, this doesn't look to me like a viable pregnancy.”
Two different pregnancies, two different ultrasound techs, two different lives lost. And my heart broken two different times.
The doctors say it’s good that my two “missed” miscarriages didn't happen in a row. I had a healthy son between the two of them. But that didn't comfort me. Nothing can comfort a woman who has just found out her baby “isn't viable.” Nothing but the love of Jesus.
The first time I miscarried, the pregnancy was not planned. I still, however, cried buckets of ...
The morning was just like any other morning. I woke up. Had coffee with my husband. Did a little reading. Then headed to the bathroom after all that coffee. That's when it happened. The dreaded monthly reminder that I was not pregnant. Again.
I know there are women that try for years and cannot get pregnant, however, I had been unable to relate to that sort of thing until then. I had three beautiful children. Every single one of them was conceived within one or two months of trying. I hadn't given it much thought that there was a possibility that I couldn't get pregnant. So when my husband and I decided we wanted to have another child, I was comple...
My husband and I tried to get pregnant for three years before finally deciding to seek help with fertility treatments. We were lucky enough to get pregnant soon after. When that sweet bundle of much wanted baby was seven months old, we were shocked to find out we were pregnant again—this time on our own. We were thrilled beyond belief. Our prayers had been answered.
My pregnancy was easy. Everything went perfect. I really wanted to go into labor naturally this time and that wish came true. The night of May 20, 2019, after taking a warm Epsom salt bath, my contractions started. By 10:00pm I knew they were real. We got to the hospital just before ...
My story as a mother began in August 2017. As my husband and I were just over two and a half years into our marriage, we thought it was a good time to try and start a family. We started trying that July, and to our surprise we found out we were pregnant in August. We were thrilled and couldn’t wait to tell family.
We told our parents when we were eight weeks along. It was a Saturday morning. The next day ended turning into something completely different than we had ever imagined. We were supposed to go to a professional football game that day, but I started bleeding heavily in the morning. I knew something wasn’t right and called the midwife I ...
My husband and I married in 1996. We were living in a one room apartment, and we were so poor. We had our plans. I thought we would be married for a couple of years, then we’d have babies and move into a little house with a white picket fence and a dog. In 1998, we found out I was pregnant and we were so excited. We weren’t really planning for it, but we were so excited that we were going to have a baby. We waited until we were 12 weeks before we told anybody, and we were just loving every second of it.
Around 19 weeks I woke up one morning, went to the bathroom, and I was spotting a little bit. I really didn’t think anything of it, because I ...
A little before we made the decision to start trying for baby number three, my older sister and her husband found out that their son, Jaxson, had a hereditary genetic disorder that was complicated. It would require a bone marrow transplant along with additional, life long, support of various kinds. Of course this was difficult news for our entire family to digest, but I didn’t worry about the effects that it could have on my family—until a conversation that I had with someone close to the situation. I was excited to share that we were going to start trying for another baby, but the conversation took a turn I wasn’t expecting: I was advised to ...
My husband and I were married in June of 2012. We were very excited to learn in July that we were pregnant so shortly after getting married. We had a few scares at the beginning of the pregnancy, but at my 13 week appointment we heard the heartbeat and the doctor confirmed that everything was going well. Our excitement grew each day as we started to prepare to become first time parents.
A few weeks later, in late September, I traveled out of town to visit my parents while my husband was away for work. On a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I went to use the restroom shortly after lunch. I was planning on going shopping with my mom and sister, ...
