On Friday, June 4, I went in for my first ultrasound. As we started the ultrasound my doctor could see I was pregnant but we could not see any baby. I held my breath as this was not the first time this had happened. My first pregnancy had been the same, my body thought I was pregnant but there was not a baby forming. With a heavy heart, I accepted the fate and we talked about how to proceed. My doctor of course wanted to check blood levels to see if they were going up like they should be.
That weekend Tony and I fasted and prayed that we would know how to proceed and that my body would be able to take care of what needed to happen. We also fasted for our doctor that she would be inspired in her care. We felt such peace and love and knew everything would be alright. As we waited for a phone call the following Tuesday, the doctor talked with me about my blood levels that they weren't conclusive in showing I would miscarry. I talked with her about concerns of being out of town and miscarrying. We decided to schedule a D&C so that my body would be able to heal quickly.
I got another phone call that day from the nurse telling me that the doctor really would like to do another ultrasound. I protested since we knew what was happening and I just didn't have the heart to see nothing there. The doctor insisted and so I went in trusting her judgement. As I lay there watching the screen, sure enough there was our little miracle baby, heart beating away. The doctor said, I knew that baby was in there.
I am so grateful to an inspired doctor and a loving Heavenly Father that knew this little baby was supposed to come to our home. I am due on January 17, 2 days after my birthday. We are so excited!
Farewell
5 years ago
