Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Some call Valentines day a comerical holiday. That's not what I call it. Valentines day is an extra special day to show the one you love just how much they mean to you. Jeremy got me a card, took me to dinner and got me flowers. He didn't have to do this and I didn't have to get him anything either just I did.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.-
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Saturday, February 12, 2011
My husband I got pregnant in January of 2010. This was a surprise to both of us I actually took 4 test because I didn't believe the first one. But I'm sure that all of us women do that. We were totally excited we found out that we would expect our little bundle of joy on 10/10/10. Triple digits we thought that this was special. But we had some problem at about 5 weeks I had some bleeding so we went to the ER they told us that we were having a miscarriage I was totally a mess I could believe that this was happening. We had an ultrasound and the tech was totally rough and mean but all she said was I don't see anything. So we were told to get blood work in 2 day to see if my HCG levels were going up. And they were. Which was a good thing. So it was fine and then again at 6 weeks I had some more bleeding and were told again that things were not great. This was valentines day weekend and we were going away for the weekend. I didn't want to go but we went anyways. We were told to come back to the OB on Monday for another ultrasound and more blood work. So we went to get the blood work done and then we went to get the ultrasound and the regular tech I see at my Ob says that's interesting and my husband looks at the screen and say that wasn't there before and at this point I was getting really nervous so I kept saying what? And the tech say well there is your baby and the heartbeat @ 7 weeks and 3 days. I was so happy I just cried and cried. So I was scheduled for my next appointment in 4 weeks. But in the meantime I had some spotting and I thought it was from lifting a laundry basket and twisting funny so I called the doctor and they wanted me to come in and I did. This time it wasn't good our baby's heart had stopped, do to a hole in the heart. I was a total mess. I couldn't believe that this was happening again. So @ 11 weeks and 2 day my baby was gone. 3/23/10 "Baby H". I had a D&C that was the most terrible experience for me just knowing that my baby was gone. So after my recovery I asked when we could try again they said to wait 3 months for my body to heal. We went on vacation in July like we always do for our anniversary. And surprise we were pregnant again. Which I didn't think was possible because I had what I thought was my period while on vacation. Well I had some cramping and went to the Er and my levels weren't where they were to be so this baby was an ectopic pregnancy lost this baby( @8 weeks Baby Hauger). Again I kept saying why is this happening to me. I was given the methotraxte shot. I also just lost another baby "Lucy" on 3/22/11 @7.5 weeks. So here we are again trying to get through life. I've come to realize that everything happens for a reason. We are at the point where we are trying again and waiting on God's blessing.