101 results for tag: Miscarriage
The sounds of my IV drip flowing, the vital signs monitor randomly beeping off and on...and worship music. It was not what I would expect to hear while lying in an emergency room bed, but my husband was playing the worship music on his phone next to me, clutching my hand so tightly in an attempt to keep me calm. I closed my eyes and desperately wanted to go back to last month. How much had changed in such a short time frame. Last month I was not in excruciating pain. Last month I wasn't constantly worrying over whether my body would go through this process naturally. Last month I wasn't hurting over having lost our baby.
I thought back ...
My husband and I were married on a crisp, sunny autumn day in October of 2006. As I saw my beloved standing at the altar, I knew I was walking towards my forever future. After we declared our love and commitment to each other in front of our dearest family and friends, we grinned our way up the aisle to Dean Martin singing, “Good morning life! Good morning sun! How are your skies above? Gee, it's great to be alive and in love!” As we danced up the aisle to these words, my twenty-year-old heart soared with possibilities of a beautiful future filled with sunny days and happiness with my soul mate!
Fast forward a few years later to me ...
“Lord, this is too dark of a valley. I do not want to walk this road again.” Tears ran down my cheeks as I sat by the water by myself. I had just left an emergency midwife appointment where I learned that my baby girl’s heart had stopped beating at 13 weeks. I should have been 16 weeks pregnant.
What stung the most was this was my fourth loss. Four babies in heaven. This time was different, or so I had thought. I had been so peaceful. I had dared to hope! With my 12-year-old daughter and 1-and-a-half-year-old new blessing baby boy at home, we had been getting ready for our tie breaker. Our previous miscarriages had been early, so we ...
“Let’s move to a second ultrasound room.” With those words, my entire world changed. As I moved to the second room to confirm what my husband and I already knew, the tears began to stream down my face. The doctor confirmed that my first daughter, Addison Lowry, died at 39 weeks, 5 days, just two days before we were set to induce.
My response seemed to shock everyone. “I prayed that God’s will be done in my baby’s life, and this is His story for our life,” I said. It’s been half a year since I lost my daughter. Half a year since I come home to a completed nursery within no one in it. Half a year that the deafening quiet house ...
We were in shock, elated shock, to find out that I was pregnant in 2018. We had struggled to conceive both of our boys for over a year each with a miscarriage in between them. As much as our hearts wanted to keep growing our family, I just couldn’t handle the ongoing heartache of trying. So, we didn’t try, didn’t really prevent, and sort of assumed that pregnancy was off the table. Our reactions to the positive pregnancy test confirmed just how much we really did hope for another baby.
Even though I was 38, my doctors were fairly relaxed about additional testing. I was healthy with two healthy kids, so there was no pressure to be extra ...
Aligned in our desire for three children, my husband and I conceived for the first time in 2015, just after our first anniversary. Days later, the pregnancy ended. I knew nothing of “chemical pregnancy” before that experience. I was devastated, but it didn’t feel like it mattered to anyone but me.The following year, I gave birth to a healthy daughter, Lily, and fell in love, not only with her, but with the entirety of motherhood—pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding. I wanted to do it again and again. Despite our first early loss, I believed I would continue to have healthy babies.
I became pregnant again just before Lily ...
In December 2018, after an early loss in 2017 and one long year of fertility treatments, we were pregnant. I remember like it was yesterday—waking up that morning to take my test on the scheduled day per my treatments. Honestly, I expected it to be negative, but it wasn’t. Finally, we were going to have another baby.
Scan after scan our little girl continued to grow, her heart beating strong. She always measured a little further behind, but no one ever showed too much concern. We went back and forth on a name for her. We allowed our daughters to help pick a name. At first, they chose Princess Flower. Of course, that was quickly vetoed. ...
My husband, Josh, and I started trying to get pregnant in January of 2017, and it took us almost two years to get pregnant with our first baby. We found out at 12 weeks that our sweet baby girl didn’t have a heartbeat anymore. We were completely devastated. While attempting to heal from our first loss, we decided to start trying again right away because we didn’t know if it would take a while again. To our great surprise and delight, I was pregnant again after our first month of trying.
The first 34 weeks of pregnancy were so smooth. My husband is the youth pastor at our church, and we felt the Lord telling us early on to be very open ...
We both heard it clearly: God’s call on our lives to be parents. We felt hopeful, grateful, and a little scared. In time, we questioned those words “parents” repeatedly and even doubted our ability to hear God accurately or trust Him, because what we didn’t know and barely understood was that our first child, Isaac, would be the child we wouldn’t raise here on earth.
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My husband, Eric, and I were hopeful when we started planning for a family. Getting pregnant proved difficult. My sister and friends announced their pregnancies, threw baby showers, and grew beautiful, round bellies, while I got my period month after month and ...
“God is faithful; He will not let you be tested beyond what you can bear. But when you are tested, He will also provide a way out so that you can endure it” 1 Corinthians 10:13
I found out I was pregnant on my husband, Justin's, birthday. To tell you I was excited would be an understatement. I was over the moon, off the walls excited! Being a mom is something I’ve wanted since I was a little girl with baby dolls. It is also something both Justin and I had talked about well before marriage and have been putting off because of school and life transitions. We were thrilled! About eight weeks later, we lost our baby.
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