I would just like to tell my story in hopes that it will help me a little bit in my grieveing process. After 4 long months we were finally pregnant and what do you know our baby was gonna be born the day before my birthday Dec 9, 2008. I was so excited. I did everything I could to stay healthy, no caffine, stayed away from people who smoked, ate all the right food and no junk food, I was so proud of myself for this. I loved being pregnant, loved the fact that I had a living thing growing inside me that we had created out of love. Well I was only pregnant for 2 months 2 weeks and 2 days. I woke up one morning had a little spotting, I was scared but I knew this happened to some women and sometimes it was normal, I called my doctor, he said
if you have no cramping and
if it is not heavy it's probably fine. So I went to work, I worked 8-5 than went straight to the hospital just to be on the safe side. They did everyting to me they checked for the heart beat, there was nothing, ok it's probably to early, I had a regular ultrasound and a vaginal one, they couldn't tell me anything until the doctor saw it, that's when I knew this was the end. The next day I went to my doctor, he ran the tests again, he said the baby stopped growing and now my body had to get rid of it, the next day I had a D&C. And here we are now 6 months later hoping for a miracle.
Thank you for letting me share our story with you!
Good luck and lots of baby dust!