Some say they are too beautiful for this Earth, others say they are so special
God hand picks them as his Angels... however you phrase it, Heaven has it's
newest Angel Baby... MINE.

After having Zachary, we
decided we didn't want anymore kids so I went on birth control - the Mirena, but ended up getting
it taken out in Jan 2012 due to the pain it was causing me. So I then went on the
NuvaRing but for some reason and don't ask me how, I miss read the directions and ended up getting pregnant for
the third time. I found out I was pregnant with baby #3 on March 11th. Now I was
devastated about this. I didn't want anymore kids, I thought I could barely take care of the two I had now so how could I take care of three? I felt stupid, hurt, confused, and just couldn't understand why this happened other than the obvious - that I was stupid for messing up my birth control but I guess God had other plans for us ... Right?
Well over the past 2 months I had developed a severe case of morning sickness. I was actually diagnosed with hyperemesis gravidarum. I wasn't able to keep anything down (food and/or liquid) and because of that I
was admitted multiple times into the hospital, on many anti nausea drugs
(including the Zofran pump) and got IV fluids multiple times as well. I just
was miserable. I kept thinking I was being punished for not wanting the baby in the beginning but over time I grew to love the baby growing inside me and was
getting excited for 3 kids :) We even had our baby's name picked out for when we found out the gender, so yeah we were getting excited to become a family of 5.
Yesterday I headed to meet
my high risk doctor for the first time. We talked about what was needed to be done
for the future and then he wanted me to get the first trimester screening
ultrasound. So I headed in the room excited to see my baby. The minute the tech
put the wand on my belly I knew something was wrong. Baby wasn't moving and I
couldn't see the heart beating. The tech kept saying "I'm having a hard time see
the heartbeat", so she went and got the doctor and by then I knew my baby was
gone. The doctor came in, patted my leg and said "I'm sorry, but let me try and look
okay." But had no luck. He said baby was measuring right on for 12 weeks so
he/she must have passed away with in the past 24-48 hours and it looked like the
umbilical cord was blocked so the blood couldn't get to the baby. But I wont know
for sure what happened (with the cord that is) till I have my D&C. I have it scheduled for tomorrow. I'm really nervous about it. I heard it will take about 3-4 weeks to get the results from the doctor so we'll hopefully know why our baby passed and maybe learn the gender as well.
I never have thought in a
million years this would happen to me? Why me? I was so sick those past two
months and now I don't get to hold my baby, why??? I just don't understand and I
never will. Its not fair!!! I cant help but blame myself for what happened. Even after talking to my parents, others that have been through this, and my doctor (who all say it had nothing to do with me), I still can't help but feel guilty. Did I take too many meds? Was I too sick and baby didn't get enough nutrients? Did I drink too many caffeine drinks? I don't know? I just don't know where to put the blame but its there and for now I don't see it going away!!
As mad as I am with God right now, I still am so thankful for the blessing in my life right now. My loving husband, my two beautiful children, whom I can hug, kiss and rock to sleep at night. I'm also thankful for my family and friends that have helped me through this rough pregnancy and that have been there for me these past couple days. I read on another blog somewhere, where they too lost their baby and while the mother was rocking her other child to sleep she couldn't help but pray to our Heavenly Father and ask him to please rock her angel baby to sleep. After I read that I couldn't help but feel that same way...especially as I write this post. So before I go to bed tonight and every night after this, I'm going to pray and ask my Heavenly Father, "Please, will you rock
MY baby to sleep tonight?"
I love and miss you baby and I know we'll be reunited again one day!!!