Elyce
Madelyn Elizabeth born and passed away on November 16, 2011 at 22w3d
Liam James born and passed away on November 18, 2011 at 22w5d
Miamisburg, OH
After two and a half years of infertility and three cycles of Clomid/Ovidrel/IUI, my husband and I were overjoyed to find out we were expecting and were due in March 2012. At seven weeks, we found out we were expecting twins! Through the shock, we were beyond thrilled.
My pregnancy was incredibly uneventful until I got to 19 weeks. I noticed some dark brown spotting and went to the doctor. He couldn’t find a reason for the bleeding, so I was sent to my high risk doctor the next day for an ultrasound. When I had that done, we found out that we were definitely having a boy and a girl! I also learned that my cervix was measuring at 3.5 centimeters. The ultrasound tech and the doctor assured me that was a good measurement and there was no apparent cause for my bleeding. I was sent home with the instructions to take it easy for the rest of the weekend.
My anatomy scan was scheduled for the following Tuesday. By that time, the bleeding had stopped and I was feeling great. The ultrasound showed everything was as it was the previous week. My cervix was still measuring fine (though I didn’t get an exact measurement), and the babies were healthy and active. Since everything was looking good, my husband and I finally decided to create our registry (I had been putting it off because I was so paranoid something would go wrong). We had a blast going through the baby aisles of Target, daydreaming about using all this stuff with our son and daughter. About halfway through the registry, I started to feel some gas pain and pressure. I just assumed it was the typical pregnancy constipation. By the time we got home, the pressure was pretty intense, so I laid in bed the rest of the evening, drank water, and watched television. I kept going to the bathroom to try to relieve the pressure, but it didn’t really help. I eventually decided to go to bed early and hope that I felt better in the morning. When I went to the bathroom one last time before turning in, there was bright red blood on the toilet paper. I knew something was seriously wrong and rushed to the hospital.
































