Pregnancy Loss

Dealing with a miscarriage can be devastating. While many may pass off a miscarriage as a pregnancy that "just wasn't meant to be", these words rarely help to relieve your grief. Although a miscarriage can be an isolating experience, it doesn't have to be. Women who are or who have previously dealt with a miscarriage are often a great resource to those currently suffering from a pregnancy loss. Share your words with us and share your support with other women.

It is best to avoid using stimulants during pregnancy. Amphetamines and dextroamphetamines are powerful drugs and when taken during pregnancy, they can cause miscarriage, early labor or birth defects. You may want to ask other women if they have had personal experience with this.


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Miss my little angel


I was 12 weeks along and thru out I stained and the dr said it was fine not to worry. On 4/28/07 I went to the doctor because I had back pain and they said once again that it was normal. And I did an internal ultrasound and when the doctor was done I was bleeding a lot. Went home not feeling right I went to bed and woke up at 2:00 in the morning and felt like something was coming out. I ran to the bathroom and my baby had come out I screamed to my husband to come and look, the baby looked fine. Just very tiny my husband took it out and he put the baby in a little jar and I went to the hospital with the baby in my hand. I was numb and could not cry this is my second loss. I feel for all the mothers who lost there little ones I say mothers because even if you did not get to bring home that little angel…there still is one in your heart.

So good luck to the ones who are still trying for their dream I am.
Thanks for listening to my story.


jodi






7 Miscarriages in almost 4 years

Hi! My name is Mary I'm 30 years old and my husband is 35. We have 2 healthy boys that are 8 and 6 no problems with either pregnancy. We have been trying for the last 5 years to have another. I have no problem getting pregnant just carrying them. I don't understand how I had two healthy pregnancies than followed by 7 losses. The doctors have given me no reason for my losses. I am currently going through my 7th loss as I type this. I was at the ER last night and the Dr said I have O+ blood type (which I knew) but then went on to ask me what blood type my husband is I told him I don't know. He said it would be good to know cause this could be the reason why I am miscarrying. So I looked up on the net about it and read that I am carrying a child that is A or B blood type my body could reject it. Don't know how true this is but I know that both my boys are also O+ blood type as well. I don't know why my Dr didn't look at this before. Even the Dr in the ER was questing why she did not check this out. So I hope after all my losses we will finally have an answer to what was unknown for the last 4 years.

Mary






Blighted ovum

I am 20 years old and after a termination a year ago felt desperate to have a baby. I had the termination to go to university but couldn’t even finish the course due to the grief and guilt of what I’ve had done. After months of trying I finally fell pregnant and was thrilled. Others around me were not so happy due to my age but as time went on people started to accept and actually became excited about the new arrival.

I have been with my fiancée for four years and he was over the moon about the pregnancy. However, when I went for the three-month scan I discovered that I had miscarried and my pregnancy was actually a blighted ovum (the pregnancy never developed). This was made more difficult by the fact that I had had all the expected symptoms. Since then I have found out that I may have difficulty conceiving in the future. I feel torn apart due to my previous actions with terminating maybe the only pregnancy that may have been successful and now know why people that have found it difficult to conceive are so resentful of people that abort babies and I am so sorry!!!!


Stephanie






Carl John's Story - 26 Weeks

`Carl John Green

Do not weep mom and dad for you loved me dearly during my stay on earth and you blessed me with eternal life in the kingdom of heaven. I shall never know the hardships an earthly life can bring and for this in itself you should praise the Lord.

Those of you who were near to my mom probably have heard all the stories I have to share, as she loved to talk about me and share our time together. Many of you may not have been able to hear these stories and so I will tell my story to you now.

I of course cannot tell this from personal knowledge, but through the stories I heard afterwards, it is my understanding mom and dad decided in December that it was time to try for a baby in the family. After one pregnancy test in February, a “pregnant” displayed on the digital device from K-mart. Mom began shaking in excitement and nervousness. Dad’s eyes were as big as a night owl. Dad would later confirm that mother had rather night owl eyes too as they both could not believe it happened so quickly. It took a while to convince the hospital I was conceived as their first hospital test displayed a negative. After a weekend, their test finally displayed a positive and the excitement of my arrival began.

Mom and Dad would talk to me all the time. Mom especially as I traveled with her everywhere of course. She said having me around was great, as now she was never talking to herself. She could always say someone was there listening and that would mean she wasn’t crazy talking to herself. Since they did not know my sex, I was always referred to as “Little One”.

Mom’s hormones with me made her sick for the first five months. She went from the dry heaves to misplacing all her food first thing in the morning. Nausea became a familiar acquaintance followed by nosebleeds and a very naughty sciatic nerve. This nerve made her waddle very early, but that was just a joy of pregnancy.

One evening, Dad was telling a story of a man he read about on the Internet. He referred to him as Nevada Dave. They joked that I really liked the story as I began kicking mother vigorously. Oh how I liked to wiggle. I was a bit ornery that way. I loved to kick and throw a punch or two every now and again. One evening I believe I must have kicked one to many times as mom got out of the chair and went to dad. She said, “Little One, you kick your dad for a while,” and stood next to him so I could kick his hand on mom’s belly.

My mom would tell grandma how she could not wait for me to be born. She did not enjoy shopping at Wal-Mart, as there are so many little babies there. They made her very impatient for my birth.

So the days went on while I was growing. Dad was working to complete my room. He was getting rushed with time as the fall season was nearing. I had already planted beans and mom was getting an early start teaching me how to drive the semi. Mom would tell Dad that she was going to drive the semi this fall, and dad insisted she would not, especially on the rather bumpy Highway 34. I believe mom just loved to tease dad as parents often enjoy doing.

Then it happened one day, the day and hour I cannot be certain, as time means nothing to me. My spirit was no longer inside mom. It was unexpected and a surprise at my 26th week birthday. Mom suspected a change and called the doctor. Mom and dad both went to visit the doctor Monday morning at 10:00 am and it was confirmed that my heart was no longer beating. I was physically deceased inside mom and spiritually alive in heaven.

The doctors induced mom around 11:45 am Monday morning July 30th. There were so many family members there to support my dad and mom. Grandparents, Aunts, and Uncles, they all helped them through this difficult time. My body was delivered at 6:03 am Tuesday morning July 31st. They were surprised how long I was (15”) and how big my feet and fingers had developed. Why they were surprised is beyond me, my physical earthly body was going to be “A Manly Man”, just like dad.

Dad and mom left the hospital Tuesday evening around 6:30 pm. I saw them leave with a grocery cart of flowers. They were so beautiful. Friends had been sending them Monday and Tuesday. They had accumulated to a beautiful little flower garden. I saw many tears in their eyes as they left the hospital and returned home. It is hard for the physical body to understand how they could leave the hospital not pregnant and without a baby. The nurses and doctors were so supportive and understanding. Dad and mom assured them they would return on a more joyous occasion. The next time they left there would be tears of happiness.

This is where my story ends. There are no earthly connections in heaven. You cannot take money or treasures with you. It is just your spirit here. This is why it is so important for you to count your blessings and serve the Lord not earthly belongings; they cannot travel with you. I must be gone now. I hope that if you read my story, that you will know just enough about me to recognize me in heaven. I will look forward to the day we meet. My job was easy as an infant, your job is easy too, just believe and trust in the Lord accept him as Lord and Savior forever and we will meet someday. I cannot give you too many details of what it is like here as I have been here a short while and have much exploring yet to do. I can tell you that you will love it and it is worth believing!



Carl John Green was our precious first-born baby son. It is hard to believe that we are parents without an infant. We wish the tiredness in our eyes were from waking up every two hours to feed and change Carl. Rather, when you look into our eyes you will see tears of heartache. We cannot understand Gods plan for us, but we know he has one. We cannot understand why we were the 1 out of 200 stillbirth incidences or why anyone has to be a statistic, but we were. Every day brings a new reminder that a baby was once in the womb and intended to be born and brought home to be loved by a mom and dad.

We have been blessed over and over by family and friends. One cannot say enough how a well-placed hug and a kind word can help melt the heart. The heart will always have a scar, but a scar does not hurt nearly as much as an open wound. The wound will heal in time and each day will get better. As every one knows, while the wound is new and fresh, it hurts, and salt creeps in to burn every once in a while, but over time it heals and feels better every day with a little care.

John was able to build little Carl’s casket. It turned out beautiful. Carl’s body will be buried at Rozetta Cemetery on Saturday, August 4th.

We cannot tell you today why this happened that Carl’s blood began to seep into Deb’s and Carl’s hearts eventually stopped. We cannot explain it or give a good explanation. We cannot tell you the lesson we are to learn from this journey God has given us. We can tell you that in a moment we would have Carl again. The days we had with him were precious and to us he was the perfect baby. What we do know is that with each day we have grown. When you love your spouse so much, you begin to believe you have loved to the maximum until something like this strikes your heart. You then realize love is boundless. Your love for each other grows stronger than you ever thought possible. Through this you grow each day and know without a doubt everything will be alright. It may hurt and there may be tears, but you will survive. In our hearts, we know that one day God will bless us with a child, just like Carl, perfect in every way.

Grief is a journey of the heart
To be taken one step at a time,
Side-by-side with the Lord.



John, Deb
and Carl Green


Deborah






2nd Pregnancy, 1st miscarriage

10 weeks pregnant, and just miscarried this past monday...still dealing with the loss and worry if it was something I did...had a D&C and lost a lot of blood so I feared for my life...I am doing good now (Thursday) but my husband is taking it hard...just looking for support...

Monique







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