My sweet babe was conceived on our wedding night. We took took our honeymoon 3 weeks later after I had time to acclimate to my sweet step kids, ages 19,17,12,10 and 6. I knew the first week of our honeymoon that I was pregnant. We were in disneyworld at the time. I was violently ill, the next week we vacationed in Mexico and it didn’t get any better. I was miserable but so happy that we were able to finish our family so quickly. Two weeks later it all stopped. One day I was throwing up and the next day I was not. I knew before my ultrasound that something wasn’t right. At my 12 week scan they told me the baby was measuring small and to come back a week later. When I went back it was a different tech and dr and finally I had someone tell me, I’m not certain but I think you are miscarrying. 3 days later I miscarried in a Cheesecake Factory (I was out of town at a conference for work). I was devastated, didn’t understand why, my husband had 5 healthy kids what’s wrong with me. Turns out my blood didn’t match my baby’s. I still think about that sweet soul who I’ll someday see again.
What Has Helped You Heal?
Knowing I’ll see my sweet baby again.