AmandaW525
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Hello everyone. I am new to this site but in my search for comfort I stumbled upon it and here I am. After a few days of reading threads, I wanted to share what happened to me.
My husband and I had been trying to conceive our first child on and off for almost 2 years. We were not trying when we found out I was pregnant. I was 7 weeks when I found out. At 13weeks 5 days I went to the ER after heavy bleeding and passing a large clot. My baby still had a strong heart beat and they sent me home on bed rest with orders to see my OB first thing in the morning. My OB got me in for another ultrasound where she found my fluid was very low and although the baby still had a strong heart beat, it didn't look good. She sent me home on more bed rest and ordered another ultrasound for Wednesday morning. On Tuesday night (14 weeks) I went into labor. After loosing an obscene amount of blood, my fingers, lips and toes were turning blue. I was bleeding straight through all of my clothes so we called an ambulance to take me to the ER and prayed that would get me straight to a room. On new years eve morning I delivered my son. He was absolutely perfect and I still can't get over the fact that my body failed him. All of my tests came back normal and my OB can't explain why it happened. She believes my water broke but doesn't know why. All of the baby's tests were normal so there were no chromosomal problems. I am still waiting to get the placenta pathology report back.
It hasn't even been two weeks and the pain gets worse each day. Part of me wants to be pregnant again so badly but I am pretty sure that's just the emptiness speaking. I miss my baby and I want him back, I don't want another. Grieving is exhausting. Dealing with people is exhausting. I almost wish they gave you pamphlets to hand out to friends and family with things not to say and do. I've found comfort in very few places. I think this is one of them. Thank you for listening and letting me vent.
My husband and I had been trying to conceive our first child on and off for almost 2 years. We were not trying when we found out I was pregnant. I was 7 weeks when I found out. At 13weeks 5 days I went to the ER after heavy bleeding and passing a large clot. My baby still had a strong heart beat and they sent me home on bed rest with orders to see my OB first thing in the morning. My OB got me in for another ultrasound where she found my fluid was very low and although the baby still had a strong heart beat, it didn't look good. She sent me home on more bed rest and ordered another ultrasound for Wednesday morning. On Tuesday night (14 weeks) I went into labor. After loosing an obscene amount of blood, my fingers, lips and toes were turning blue. I was bleeding straight through all of my clothes so we called an ambulance to take me to the ER and prayed that would get me straight to a room. On new years eve morning I delivered my son. He was absolutely perfect and I still can't get over the fact that my body failed him. All of my tests came back normal and my OB can't explain why it happened. She believes my water broke but doesn't know why. All of the baby's tests were normal so there were no chromosomal problems. I am still waiting to get the placenta pathology report back.
It hasn't even been two weeks and the pain gets worse each day. Part of me wants to be pregnant again so badly but I am pretty sure that's just the emptiness speaking. I miss my baby and I want him back, I don't want another. Grieving is exhausting. Dealing with people is exhausting. I almost wish they gave you pamphlets to hand out to friends and family with things not to say and do. I've found comfort in very few places. I think this is one of them. Thank you for listening and letting me vent.