Another one of us lost our baby - another blog sisters went to the doctor for a routine ultrasound, and there's no heartbeat. Please go support Krystal as she decides what to do. What a horrible decision - I know.
And see my post from yesterday about my feelings about this - I feel the same way.
I had started feeling better today, things were starting to look up, but not anymore. Seriously, we have to stop having these losses. So for all you pregos, tell your babies to stick and keep living, for pete's sake!!! OK? Maybe that will work - didn't work for me, but maybe you can convince your babies...
And in the meantime, really appreciate where you are. I was very inspired by Busted Kate's post today. She is trying to have a more positive attitude about her pregnancy, especially now that she is in the second trimester. It made me think about my pregnancy that ended last week.
I had 5 weeks and one day between the time that I got that BFP and the time when they told me my baby had no heartbeat. During that time, I was the happiest I think I have ever been in my life. I was worried until the ultrasound showed the baby was in the right place, and then I had relief. I was again worried until the ultrasound showed the heartbeat. But once I saw that heartbeat, you couldn't bring me down if you tried! Just because I was worried, doesn't mean that I wasn't so incredibly thrilled! And if you asked me, I honestly believed that I was going to have that baby. I didn't even consider the possibility of a miscarriage.
And I'm thankful that I had that time. I really loved that time when I thought all was right in the world, with my little baby in my belly. Even after the last week, when there were times that I couldn't figure out how I was going to be able to continue in my life, when I had such and complete despair, even after all that, I wouldn't trade that 5 weeks and one day for anything. I loved that little baby, and I cherished every moment I had with him.