Sunday, May 18, 2008


I guess it's about time that I actually posted about the last month and a half (or so) of my life. While this blog is about parenting and elimination communication, it's also sort of my journal, so this is a journaling post, and it's also a parenting post because, as parents, we still have live our lives even while trying to raise our children.

So, on April 1st, I found out that I was, indeed pregnant. I had been having some pregnancy symptoms, but the tests were showing up negative, so I went in to find out what else could have been causing my symptoms. Then, I scheduled an appointment with my OB and decided that would be great. However, I started bleeding. I called my OB, and they told me to go down for a blood test. I went, and the pregnancy hormone was higher than it was the day I went in to my family practice Dr., so I was encouraged. I stopped bleeding for a few days, and I was really excited. Then, I started bleeding again and went in for another blood test. I found out the day before I was supposed to leave for Boston that I was definately miscarrying the baby. The midwife told me to go anyway because I couldn't do any more for it here than I could there, and if I started to hemmorage, I should just go to the nearest emergency room. I'd been through all of that once before, so I figured that I could watch for the signs, and Ben and I left for Boston as planned. Thursday, the day we flew to Boston and rented the car was the worst of all the days. Cramps were bad, and I passed a few decent sized clots. I went to pick up my sister from the airport at midnight that night, and we all had a lot of fun while we were there. I think I posted at least once about Boston, so I'm going to leave that. I might put up a few pictures of this brief time in our lives on a Wordless Wednesday sometime.

However, Boston was great fun, and I'm so glad I went, but things didn't slow down once I got home. We left for the temple in Orlando the weekend I got home and then we all worked really hard to get ready for California. California to now is a whole different post, so I may post about it tomorrow. Good luck to all. Smile big.


Melissa said...

I am so sorry. Just because it was an early miscarry, doesn't make it any easier. Especially if you were planning for it.

I had an early miscarriage like that, too. But in my case, once I got over the initial sadness, I was so happy that I had finally conceived after three years of trying, I was convinced that I could do it again, and did three months later.

I'm definitely a "half-full" kind of person, if you hadn't already figured that out.

Oh, and I'll have something about VBC soon. Probably Tuesday.

The Burtenshaws said...

I'm sorry to hear about your miscarriage. I've been through it and I know how hard it is afterwards. I hope that you start to feel better.