71 results for tag: Stillbirth
Where do I begin to tell the story of our daughter whose life would come to change our world in so many ways?
In December of 2019, after a difficult few months filled with sickness and the loss of my precious Mommy, I caught the flu. Our oldest son had recently been hospitalized for the same thing, and I had fallen ill caring for him. On Christmas Eve, a friend persuaded me to take a pregnancy test because I was still very sick.
I was in shock when the test was positive. My first thoughts were, “Lord, what are you thinking? Here I am barely holding down the fort and keeping things together with two children. How will I ever ...
On August 13, 2018, I nursed my sweet little girl for the last time. I was starting to get sore, so I figured it was time for her to give up nursing; my daughter Adelynn was a year and a half at the time. It was a tough few days for us, but we made it!
One week later, I decided to celebrate with a special dinner, but afterwards I felt off. Little did I know I was carrying Addy’s little brother. The next morning I took a pregnancy test to verify if my suspicions were correct, and in minutes, the strip read two lines. We had decided to let the chips land where they may in regards to trying to have another, so Everett was a surprise but ...
He flipped the switch and the room darkened. “Maybe now we will get a clearer view,” he said.
I stared at the screen and it was still. Nothing. No movement or fluttering at all. “There is no heartbeat is there?” I said, fighting back tears.
“I am so sorry,” he said as he sighed.
I placed my head in my hands and began sobbing. "Why God?" Those seemed to be the only words I was able to utter. I knew I needed Him now more than ever, but I couldn't think of anything I wanted to say to Him. I just sat there on the exam table, alone, holding my stomach.
After a few minutes I knew I needed to call my husband, but how do you tell ...
“Grief is like the ocean; it comes in waves, ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes the water is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.”- Vickie Harrison.
But how would I learn to swim in the sea of grief? The loss of our sweet Annalee came just two months after our 3-year-old daughter was diagnosed with cancer. I went from fearing the unknown future of our daughter, Lela, to grieving the future memories that we will never have with Annalee.
I will never forget how I felt when I found out I was pregnant again. I’m not proud of my reaction. This was my sixth pregnancy. We already had four blessi...
2019 was a hallmark year for our family. We began the year taking in the fact that God had given us twins. Yes, two babies at one time! This news came as a shock to our family. As we praised God for the double blessing, we wondered how we would manage caring for two toddlers and two infants, but we loved these babies from the start. God powerfully delivered us from our fears as we meditated on His promises, such as, “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand” (Isaiah 41:10). As our families and church family came around us in amazing ...
He was our little miracle. After years of trying and finally agreeing to start fertility treatments in the new year, we were beyond ecstatic to find out we got pregnant naturally in September. We were over the moon. Before we knew it, we were at every baby store in town, researching every baby product on the planet, and bought all the books we could get our hands on. I remember my husband’s face when we got our stroller; he kept pushing it around and around in our living room.
Fast forward to March 31, 2020. I woke up after a rather restless night, which wasn’t out of the ordinary because at this point I was 29 weeks, and told to be measuring ...
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 ...
Our waiting was finally over. After three years of trying, we were finally met with a positive pregnancy test. My husband made me re-do the pee stick every morning for three days to be sure. We were so excited, but waited to tell our families until nine weeks.I knew that at eight weeks we were safe, right? When we reached 12 weeks, I was even more confident. By 20 weeks, seeing our little boy squirm and wiggle in perfect anatomy and size made me feel so safe and secure in our future as a family of three. I was filled with confidence and love during our maternity shoot and the baby shower at 30 weeks. I waited to post those beautiful pictures to ...
Holden's pregnancy was like many first pregnancies. We were thrilled and couldn't wait to meet our first baby. Holden and I were both very healthy and we naively believed nothing could go wrong. A nursery was lovingly painted and created, books were read together, my diet was the healthiest it had ever been, and we enjoyed reading any and all pregnancy books and updates on our phones' pregnancy apps. We were so grateful God was giving us a chance to be parents to a son. Life was perfect.
On August 28, 2010, Chet and I were filled with joy and hopeful nerves as we realized I must be in "real" labor. After a call to L&D, we jumped in the ...
On July 20, 2018, our third child was due to join our family. Her room was pink, her brothers were excited, her Dad and I were ecstatic for a girl. It felt so different this time. We had all the ideas of bows and frilly things, and had decided exactly what her wedding day would be like.
Our firstborn came at 31 weeks after a quick and scary bout with preeclampsia, so this pregnancy they watched my blood pressure carefully. On July 6th, I was 38 weeks, and that afternoon I got a high blood pressure reading on my cuff at home. I called the nurse and she asked me to come to the hospital. However, in the hospital that day, my blood pressure ...
