We found out we were pregnant after failed birth control (expired) and we scared but fell in love with the idea of being parents. Everything in early pregnancy was wonderful: no morning sickness, heartburn, pain, ect.
At 18 weeks I had a gallbladder attack due to gallstones. At 21 weeks I was placed in the hospital for an emergency cerclage due to an incompetent cervix. The doctor decided to not do the cerclage due to the possibility of early labor. After one week in the hospital I got to go home. Two days later, I went in for a doctors appointment and membranes were visible, I was dilated 1cm and cervix was severely shortened. I was placed on bedrest in the hospital for 9 weeks. I was released from the hospital at 30 weeks with no problems other than GD. At the beginning I was in the hospital I was told if my baby was born he wouldn't make it. By the time I was released we knew that even if he had problems he would at least survive with the help of the NICU.
At 32 weeks (10-24-11) at 6AM I felt my baby kicking and had mild pains. I called the hospital and was told to come in when I was having more signs of pre-term labor since it was very common for me to have several contractions close together before having them stop completely. I went into the hospital at 8AM and went directly to labor triage and they couldn't find a heartbeat. They did an ultrasound and brought in radiography to confirm. Laying in bed waiting for an epidural so I could deliver my baby made me want to die. At 11:49AM I delivered the most beautiful baby boy I had ever seen. He was 4lbs 9oz and 18in. I was able to hold my still-born son, but my husband couldn't hold him (emotionally). We got preliminary results back on the autopsy and absolutely nothing was wrong with him.
After all of our problems everyone knew that we were going to bring home a baby even if he was stuck in the hospital for a while. All of his things are all over our house. His room is set up. My fantasy football teams name is Avery'sMom.
At first I had to pretend I was going to hear him cry so that I could make myself deliver. Everyday from Monday to Friday I could still pretend I was pregnant because I didn't have a baby in my house. Friday we buried our baby and I can't pretend anymore.
I know it isn't right but every pregnant woman I see I hate her and I am super jealous of her. Even worse (and I feel so horrible telling anyone this) but I want her to not have her baby either. I don't want anyone to be happy. I don't want the sun to shine or the birds to chirp. I want the trees to die and the oil tankers to explode and pollute everything beautiful because I don't want to see beauty anywhere. It's not fair.
Whats worse is that it hurts all the time, then little things happen that are almost too much to bear. I hate seeing everyone facebook babies, and infant photos, and baby things, and avery's things in our house. I can't even go into his room. I almost lost it when I saw my days left on this site or when I hard my friends baby crying over the phone and thought that my house should sound like that.
After all the hospital stay and everything we are severely in debt an behind on every bill possible and I just knew that it was all going to be worth it. Knowing that I feel so bad wanting another baby. I would never try to replace my son. I am a mother even if he isn't here with me, but I feel cheated and I really just want to hold my baby and take care of him.
I appreciate everyone telling me they are sorry and all, but if one more person tells me that we are only given what we can bear or anything similar to that I am going to stab them in the eye.
Last but certainly not least, I want to thank anyone who has read my jumble, it very much helped to write it. I also want to tell you that I am so very sorry you have to be on this board too. I wish this board didn't have to exist and that all mommies and daddies could have their babies come home with them always.
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Your story is heartbreaking. I hope you'll find some comfort here (((hugs)))
And don't worry, we are the last people to tell you that you are "only given what you can bear" and all of those other awful things people say trying to "help". I remember feeling (and still feel at times) what you've written, and I feel like it's normal and it's okay to feel these things. Why shouldn't we? Big ((hugs)) and welcome here.
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I am so so sorry for you loss. I know it doesn't help but I truly am. It sucks so much to be a part of this group, but it has honestly helped me so much to be able to connect with other moms who feel the same things I do. Your pain is so raw and fresh and I just want to say that it does get better. I'm sure you've heard that before, but we who have experienced your pain can testify to that fact. I hope you find some comfort here and we all welcome you with huge (((hugs))).
BFP #2 - EDD 2/26/12 M/C 6/28/11 @ 5w2d
BFP #3 - EDD 4/7/12 M/C 8/2/11 @ 4w2d
Too beautiful for this earth
BFP #4 - EDD 12/09/12, Lucille arrived 11/26/12
We have all had those same feelings. I know the words don't help but I am so very sorry for your loss.
My daughter's name was Avery. ((hugs))
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Me: PCOS, Blood/Immune Issues DH: Low all 3
Jun.- Sep. 2010 IUI#1-#3 = BFN
Oct. 2010 = IVF #1 = B/G Twins (passed away Feb. 2011)
May 2011 = Myomectomy and trans-abdominal cerclage (TAC)
Sep. 2011 = Surprise BFP = C/P
Feb. 2012 = sFET #1 = BFN
Feb.2012 = Hail Mary IUI #4 = BFN
April/May 2012 = FET #2 w/our last two embies = BFP (Please let this be it!)
Beta #1 8dp5/6dt = 234 Beta #2 10dp5/6dt = 695 Beta #3 12dp5/6dt = 1796 Beta #4 17dp5/6dt = 17,888 U/S #1 May 17, 2012 = Twins
Baby B's heart stop beating at 9 weeks 5 days
Our little miracle baby is a boy.
Baby Boy Owen and Baby Girl Avery were born too early on Feb. 13, 2011 due to a pedunculated fibroid, incompetent cervix and suspected placental abruption.
"What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose." - Henry Ward Beecher
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Lots of love and luck to my PAIF/3T/IF Veteran ladies, especially my dear friend Zookie. Congrats to Papps, Teach84 and Starbuck on their little ones.
DD #1 passed away in January 2011 at 14 days old due to congenital heart disease
DD#2 lost in January 2012 at 23 weeks due to anhydramnios caused by a placental abruption
BFP #2 - Sylvie V. Q. born and died on 10.28.11 at 21w.
BFP #3 - Evie V. Q. Fetal demise @ 16w. DC 7.8.12
BFP #4 - Beatrix V. Q. Born 6.2.13 at 23w6d.
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He was 4lbs. 9oz. and 17&1/2in. He was absolute perfection.
Mommy and Daddy love and miss you Avery.