brittanyverse
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My fiance and I went through 2 miscarriages before making it through the first trimester with our 3rd pregnancy. By this time I was relieved that we had gotten that far with no issues. We kept it quiet from our friends and family until getting past the 12 weeks because of the past miscarriages telling people we were expecting then lose the baby and have them asking questions like "hey, how's the pregnancy coming along?" Or "how far along are you now?" Only to say we lost the baby. So we waited this last time since miscarriage is far less likely after 12 weeks. Everything was fine leading up to the 13 week I had a regular check up heart beat was good. I even started feeling movement by this time since I'm of a smaller build very petite and I already have a 6 year old daughter not to mention how excited she was to have a soon to be sibling. We went on and I took a video on my phone around 18 weeks I was lying down and the baby was just kicking away. It melted my heart knowing I had a little bundle of joy in my tummy. After that week it seemed that the baby had moved into another position and much lower than before and from where it was on the left side then had moved to the right and dropped very low. I had an ultrasound coming up at 21 weeks so by then we were scheduled to find out the sex. I was so excited that day I couldn't sit still. Waiting for the other woman in the sono room to be out because we were next in line. We get in there the gel on my belly and the nurse, looking frantically at the monitor. Next thing I know she looks at me and says, " I'm afraid that we can longer find a heartbeat." Never was told the sex of the baby that day. My doctor ended up coming in the room to confirm what she'd said and by measurements, the baby had passed at 18w 3d. He told me that I needed to deliver my baby. I about fell off my seat I was in total shock and still am to this day. Its been 4 months since it happened and it still feels so real. We went to hospital and was given medicine by IV to speed up delivery I was in labor for about 24 hrs and then my water broke. I was so sad knowing I was giving birth to a dead baby that I could not take home to love and grow with. I've been very depressed since then nightmares when I do sleep which is hardly ever. So on April 17, 2014 I had a baby boy. He was perfect to me despite his dark maroon color to his lifeless body. I held him for hours telling him how much I love him and how much I will miss him. I told him I'd see him again one day that I'll never forget him. Kissing him was like putting my lips on an ice cube. It was hard holding my son knowing he wasn't alive. I held him close to my heart and prayed. I took pictures of him also. Knowing it was gonna be hard to look at, I didn't wanna regret it later on. I clinched onto him until the nurses took him to the morgue. I had him cremated and now he's on my night stand next to my bed. I kiss his urn and talk to him frequently. I am 26 years old and no matter your age, no mother should ever have to deal with that kind of pain. Dealing with funeral homes I have been a complete wreck. I still do not know what to do with myself. I miss him dearly.

