The Tall and Short of US

Warning: This story will include details regarding a miscarriage and the events following. A photo of the fetus in the sac will also be shown. After it was confirmed the baby passed away at 8 weeks, we scheduled the removal of the pregnancy for two days later. Medications to help clear the pregnancy were mentioned, but the nurse and I both felt the procedure would be the best treatment. A fresh start. This morning, I woke up with a stomach ache and cramps at 4 am. I wasn't sure if I had eaten something that didn't agree with me, but I was stuck in the bathroom all morning. Eventually, I started cramping. I got into the bath to try and calm things down. It helped a little so I tried going back to bed. By 8 am the pain became unbearable. I was having major spasms and thought I was having contractions. I remembered the way it felt when I went into labor with Lincoln. Except this time was much, much more painful. I called Thomas at work to let him know things had ...

I am 11 weeks along in my third pregnancy and in the midst of my second miscarriage. It was confirmed today that the baby stopped growing at 8 weeks along. I'd been having complications, but tried holding onto that little bit of hope that everything was okay. My 7 week scan was perfect. We saw the little flutter of a heartbeat. Measuring right on time. But a week later, our little gummy bear would stop growing and return back home. But we wouldn't know for another month. We were ecstatic. I'd just had a miscarriage, so this pregnancy was a complete surprise. My first two pregnancies were Clomid babies, but this one was completely natural. And it was amazing. It was a fresh start after experiencing the pain of my first loss just a few weeks before. I had a few scares throughout the short 11 weeks I carried this baby. The first scare was just a few days after I got a positive test. And it seemed all too familiar. The scare ended up being okay. Our 7 week sc...

Before you think I'm crazy for the title, let me preface this post with my two original blog posts if you haven't seen them. This is a continuation of our previous experiences with loss. {  Who You Would Have Been  } {  Finding Happiness with Loss  } Many friends have followed up with me about my first loss. They wanted to see how I was coping and if there was anything they could do to help. As we chat, I find myself telling them how grateful I am for such a hard experience. Most of them are shocked and intrigued. Very genuinely curious. I've reflected on the conversations and decided to write them here in our family journal. Thomas Losing a pregnancy was beyond devastating. It all happened so suddenly. We saw two lines and before it really sank in, it was over. Thomas is my rock. He prayed with me and I was immediately comforted and at peace. I knew everything would work out. He has seen me at my lowest of lows and I was very close to rock b...