100 results for tag: Miscarriage
My husband and I have a daughter, Harper who is 2 years old. I had been diagnosed with PCOS and Endometriosis before my daughter was born. She was actually our miracle baby. We worked for months before she was born on determining a diagnosis. I remember being devastated at the doctor’s office finding out we would need help to conceive our first child. To our great surprise, we were actually pregnant during the consultation with our doctor.
When Harper was 16 months old, we decided we wanted to expand our family. We consulted with our doctor who helped us find the right path to start the process. I vividly remember a few months later the ...
My husband, Matt, and I are high school sweethearts. We've been together since I was 15 and he was 16. We dated four years, married a year after we graduated high school, put each other through college, and had a relatively easy first eight years of marriage.
Since I was a little girl, all I ever wanted was to be a wife and mother. In the spring of 2003, we decided it was time to start our little family. On August 9 of that same year, we found out I was pregnant for the first time. We were elated and anxious to tell our families, as this would be the first grandchild on both sides. But, sadly, four days later, I miscarried. It was heartbreaking. ...
Two Octobers ago we were living in Colorado when I had my first positive pregnancy test. My husband Ryan and I had been praying for a child. While we were both so excited, I could not shake the feeling that something might not have been right. Ryan had to leave for military training for the early months of my pregnancy, and that didn’t help. I struggled with antepartum depression and had only just come out of the woods when Ryan was finally able to come back, just in time for us to learn that our first baby was a little girl! We named her Eden Olivia. A few weeks later at Eden’s anatomy scan, the technician had to step away to get the doctor ...
From early in our marriage, we had talked about having four children. Right after an end of year trip for our 10th anniversary, we learned we were expecting our 4th baby! We were thrilled! I wasn't experiencing the symptoms that I typically did with early pregnancy, but knowing every pregnancy can be different, I tried not to be concerned. We were already thinking of what the future would hold with a new baby. But, on January 18, 2014, the day did not go as anticipated. I started lightly bleeding, and my heart dropped. It soon turned into heavier bleeding, to the point where I knew that our baby would not be staying with us on earth. My husband and I ...
My husband and I have lived in Osaka, Japan working as church planters for the last six years. The Japanese are considered “unreached,” meaning less than 1% are Christian; most people have little to no understanding of the Gospel. We have been blessed to have two children in Japan. My Japanese friends ask me how childbirth here compares to the United States, to which I usually grin and say, “I don't know, I’ve never given birth there!”
I was so anxious to get pregnant with our third child. We have a four-year-old boy, and a two-year-old girl, and I was excited to add another child to the family. When we discovered we were pregnant, it was ...
My story began long before the births and deaths of my babies. I had always wanted to be a mom. I wanted a big family. I wanted lots of children. Fast forward to married life, and I learned I couldn’t have children without medical intervention. With the use of fertility drugs, a willing husband to give me hundreds of shots, and great doctors, I became a mom to my firstborn, Claire. Life was fabulous. We decided to try 6 months later. It was a “breeze” the first time, so how hard could it really be? I was so very naive.
It was very hard to get pregnant the second time. After many attempts at IUI, and many, many more shots, I finally became ...
“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 ...
"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 ...
"My story is not one I would have chosen to write. It isn’t glamorous, it hasn’t been easy, but I would not be who or where I am today if I were the one writing it. God has written my story, and throughout my story there have been many beautifully broken moments that I have had to desperately cling to what I know of God’s goodness and faithfulness. I have been challenged in my faith and have still been able to boldly say that God is Good.
Just shortly after our first year of marriage, we were joyously surprised to find out we were going to be expanding our family. I still had to finish my student teaching so ...
"October 2nd of last year I found two very dark pink lines on a stick, discovering that I was four weeks pregnant. This was one of the most joyful days of my life. Instantly, I called my mom and shared the news. We both cried in overflowing joy and thankfulness. She was going to be a grandmother and I a mom! It was the greatest feeling in the world. A miracle was being knitted together inside of me. That weekend Evan and I had a camping trip planned, which was a perfect time to share the news with him. I made a little note that said “I’m going to be a big sister!” and tied it to our dog Molly’s neck before we went to bed. He called Molly into ...
