The day is upon us. Today is October 15th and is a day of remembrance.
Over 2,000 losses will happen today, and every day before and after. Please take the time to think of them send them thoughts and prayers.
I've been wearing this necklace for nearly two weeks now. I love wearing it and I love that people notice it.
I am Keona. I am the face of one chemical pregnancy and two miscarriages. I am the mother to a preemie and the wife to a wonderful man who has supported me through my sadness, depression and happiness.
Would anyone care to share their story?
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On November 9th I found out I was pregnant. We weren't exactly trying, but we certainly weren't preventing. I was scared and excited when we found out. I told Aaron while he changed Noahs diaper. He turned around with a smile.
Everything was perfect for about a week. No symptoms, enjoying my small family and thinking of it expanding. Our first ultrasound showed very little growth marking me two weeks behind. They tried to say my dates were off. Low betas proved it though. I lost my first angel on Christmas Eve 2009. That day will never be the same.
March 2010 we got pregnant on our first cycle trying after our loss. 3 days after the stick doubled it's line, I started bleeding. I bled heavily for 3 weeks. Betas hardly rose and progesterone dropped, but there was a healthy baby in there. Finally, on April 19th, the bleeding stopped. Just long enough to release a small amount of tissue. My baby. Then bleeding kept at it for 2 weeks. Ultrasounds showed the baby was gone and only a large pocket of blood remained.
My messed up body showed nothing on any tests as to why they happened. Now we just wait until we can/will try again. It scares me, but I try to be strong.
I am the face of missed miscarriage.
We found out we were expecting on June 19. We wanted this very much. 2010 had been a very tough year for many reasons, and we finally had something to look forward to.
Everything seemed fine those first 10 weeks. I had symptoms, luckily no throwing up. We started planning. We bought a high chair and a stroller at a yardsale. We were so excited to bring a little one into our home!
Then I went for an ultrasound...we never got to see the pictures, they don't show you when your baby is dead. The technician couldn't tell me anything. I had to wait an agonizing 18 hours to see my doctor in order to find out the terrible truth. Our baby had died in the 8th week, but my body continued the pregancy.
For two week I waited. I lived my life carrying a dead child inside of me. That really messes with you mind. I finally miscarried on August 10. The physical pain perfectly complemented the mental anguish I had gone through.
We don't know why it happened. We are hoping to try again soon, and praying that the next baby will stay with us.
I'll keep it short, but you can click on the link to my name for my blog with the whole story.
I'm mom to Caleb, who was born at 19w3d after my water broke a week earlier. He was a tiny but perfect 9.5 oz and 9.5 inches. I miss him every day.
I'm a Mom to Avery & Alex Marquis. And a triplet baby that was taken from us at 12 weeks.
We struggled for 5 years with IF meds to get pregnant. And 2 weeks after our 1st wedding anniversary we got the bigged surprise of our lives. A positive pregnancy test.
On Dec 4th I found out I was having triplets, our families were estatic.
I lost baby C on 1/12/10, but the rest of my pregnancy went smooth.
My water broke on 3/22/10 I was admitted into L&D, and gave birth to Avery on 3/23 and Alexander on 3/24. She was 9.9 ozs and he was 1.7 ozs. Both so perfect in my eyes.
I miss them everyday.
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