Mom to four babies
Born still August 17, 2011
Baby #1 – lost February 2010
Baby #2 – lost September 2010
Baby #4 – lost July 2012
Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
My husband and I got married in July 2008 and didn’t think we were quite ready yet to start trying for kids. We started trying to conceive and got frustrated because we were not getting pregnant right away. I bought an ovulation kit and the 2nd time I used it, we were pregnant in December 2009. We were so excited to see that little word on the stick: “pregnant”. At 11 weeks into the pregnancy, I began to have some spotting and went to my doctor. I was sent for blood tests on 3 days and they determined that I was losing the baby. I decided to have a D&C because I didn’t think I could emotionally handle miscarrying naturally. After the D&C we found out our little one only grew to about 7-8 weeks. The doctor just told us to keep trying and that miscarriages happened more often than we thought.
I moved to a new job in April 2010 and so wanted to wait some time before starting to try for another baby. In July 2010 we were pregnant again and were so hopeful for this baby. We thought to ourselves that we couldn’t be that unlucky that we would have another miscarriage. At approximately the same time as the last pregnancy, I began to spot again. My husband did not want to put me through waiting 3 days again for blood tests so he took me to the hospital. There they did blood tests and ultrasound and confirmed our greatest fear. I went through another D&C and again my doctor told us to keep trying.
For my two pregnancies I was referred to an ob/gyn, but never got to see him because I didn’t make it that far along. After our second I insisted that I see him to find out what was going on. He had all of my test results and ultrasound and said that there was nothing wrong but that he would put me on hormones the next time we got pregnant.
In February 2011 we found out we were pregnant again. I called the ob/gyn immediately to get the hormones. We thought for sure that this time we would have a baby! At 7 weeks I started to spot again and went in for an ultrasound. Everything was perfect with our baby and we had nothing to work about! We went in for another ultrasound at 13 weeks to do the testing for Down Syndrome. Our little one was perfect. The next ultrasound was at 21 weeks to find out the sex of our baby. We found out we were having a little boy (this is what I thought we were having) and we were over the moon. We needed to have another ultrasound 3 weeks later because he was so active and they couldn’t get all the measurements they needed. I was feeling our little guy kick and we were overjoyed! Next we booked in for a 3D ultrasound. Our little guy was so much fun to watch in the ultrasound. He was showing off to us that he was a boy and even gave us the “finger”. Then August 15, 2011 came. I had a regularly scheduled doctor’s appointment with my ob/gyn. My little guy was kicking up a storm the previous night when we were out for my mother-in-law’s birthday dinner. The doctor put the Doppler on my tummy and there was no heartbeat sound. I looked at him and looked at my husband and started to freak out. The doctor went to grab another Doppler and again no heartbeat. I looked in his eyes and I knew it was bad news. He said that I needed to get an ultrasound immediately. I was screaming inside and crying on the outside. My husband and I went across the hallway for our ultrasound. The tech didn’t say anything but I could read it in her eyes. My baby boy was gone. The radiologist came back in the room to tell us the horrible news. We were then sent back to my doctor’s office and he said that our little boy had changed dramatically from when we had the ultrasound 2 weeks earlier. He then told us we could go to the hospital that same day or the next to deliver.
August 16, 2011 we went to the hospital to deliver our baby. Noah was born on August 17, 2011 at 6:10 a.m. He was 1 pound, 14 oz and 12 inches long. He was the most beautiful perfect little boy. Our little boy had 2 knots in his cord. It was all just an accident. We held him, cried with him and got pictures taken with him. He is the love of my life and I grieve every single day for him.
It took a long time for my husband and I to both be ready to try for another baby. So in June 2012 we decided that it was time. At the beginning of July I could tell that I was pregnant. I kept taking pregnancy test after pregnancy test and they kept saying “not pregnant”. I finally took my 5th test and it said “pregnant”. I didn’t want to get too excited, but I was. Two weeks later I woke up in the morning to find out I was miscarrying yet another baby.
I love all my angels and wish they could be here on earth with their mom and dad.
You can contact Melissa at firstname.lastname@example.org