On our “way” home, we stopped at Bill’s parent’s house and told the family that was there. That night, we called everyone else. Again, everyone was excited, especially since our baby would make three cousins in 6 months.
We went in for our ultrasound and the RN couldn’t find a heartbeat. We were devastated. The two workers at the pregnancy center prayed for us before we left and we headed home. Half an hour later, I was in a lot of pain. I had never felt such excruciating pain. I do not like hospitals or doctors, and especially not Emergency Rooms. But when Bill asked if we should go, I said yes.I won’t go into all the details of frustration and waiting and everything that happened in the ER. Suffice it to say that we were there for just over 5 hours and the Physician’s Assistant confirmed I was miscarrying.
Today I finally got some work done. A little bit of writing for my blog, including this post. I don’t know when I’ll have the heart to put it up on the blog, but at least it is written now. Bill and I are still grieving, but trying to move on. It’s hard.
If you don’t mind praying, please pray that we can find some answers that will help us keep any other babies God may bless us with. Thank you for reading and understanding if I’m a bit slow about responding to any comments on here.