It's still very hard for me to share my story without getting emotional but it's all part of healing. I found out I was pregnant on October 8th, 2013 I had to have an ultra sound right away to make sure the baby was growing in my uterus. So we did the ultrasound and we happened to see two embryo's at that time oh boy was I excited. By January 5th I had my second ultrasound to make sure everything was still going ok and then the nurse left and came back with the Doctor and sai
My husband and I were expecting our second little blessing. After our first child, we figured it would be just as healthy. At around 9 weeks, I started spotting and light cramping. I was diagnosed with a UTI and then low progesterone. I started a supplement. Over that weekend, my cramping pains and bleeding only worsened. Doctor confirmed it that Sunday that I would miscarry because there was no heartbeat. After hours upon hours of pain and bleeding, I finally passed my 9 wee
It was well over 20 years ago. I want to honor her memory by submitting this information. The year was 1983 - I was told by a doctor that something was amiss-as a young woman. I had not started my period - and tests were being done by professionals to find out why. The best they could come up with was I was not ovulating. Hormones were sparse in my system and they began me on a regimen of hormone replacement therapy at 19 after telling me I would never - ever - have a child.
I suffered a miscarriage at 12 weeks last summer. I was abandoned by my ex who is a professional athlete I met through work. I found out he had a girlfriend at home and she confrontd me. I lost the baby a week later. I suffered alone for a long time and went through depression, weight gain, anxiety.... I have been silent and no one in my entourage knows what hapoened - only that "kristy changed" last summer.
We have been struggling to conceive our first child since January 2013. In August of that year, I was diagnosed with PCOS. I was started on medications and eventually did conceive. We found out we were pregnant on January 9, 2014. We were elated! It had been a whole year, finally it was happening for us. We went in for an ultrasound at 6 weeks and there was a beautiful beating heart; everything looked great. We got more and more excited, we told our families and close friends
My wife and I lost our baby girl Sophia Claire when she was 14 weeks in the womb in December 2012. There is a lot I could say about how my life has been since then. My Faith has been shaken. Emotionally, well, to call it a rollercoaster would be an understatement. Frankly, I don't think I am ready to tell that story yet. But especially for guys, know that I know the pain you have gone through, the pain you still feel now. Will it get better? Yes. Will it still hurt? For me it
We were so excited when we found out I was pregnant with our second child. Everything was perfect. We were lucky enough to conceive straight away. The age gap was exactly how we wanted and we were looking forward to an 'autumn' baby. I had all the signs of a strong pregnancy. I was sick, feeling tired and starting to get a little bump. At 11 weeks I had a tiny amount of spotting, so I called the midwife. I didn't feel too concerned about this as it had happened in my previous
I still remember that phone call from the doctor like it happened yesterday, even though it happened 5 years ago. I was at a stoplight, on my way to my cousin's marching band performance, when the doctor called, so cold and unfeeling on the phone. I held it together until she hung up and then I couldn't anymore and my whole self was wracked with sobs. I even still remember the old man in the car next to me, watching me and mouthing the words, "Are you ok?" No. Premature Ovari
On July 2nd 2011, I attended a wedding. Alone. I watched the happy couple say their vows. Alone. I toasted the speeches. Alone. My wife, Kayleigh, was not with me that day. Just twenty-four hours earlier I was sat, alone, in a hospital room, waiting for her to return from surgery. She was undergoing an Evacuation of the Retained Products of Conception (ERPC) procedure, to surgically remove the remains of our first child. So, why did I go to that wedding? Because I didn’t want