Comments on: Third Trimester Stories

By: Martena

Martena — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 20:19:50 +0000

I am a high risk preg.My other 2 kidds where premi babies.My son was born at 32wks and my doughter was born at 34wks.Both healthey and screamen when the came into the world.My sweet baby boy Hunter went to heaven on April 18th 2011.He was 35wks and 4 days!My doctor and nurses where all so happy that i had hung on for that long.We all where wondering how big he is going to be. Well my sweet angle was 6pds and 4oz.I didnt hold him or say good bye and that is so hard to know u cant bring that back.I just dont know how to deal with all this.They dont know what happen.I just know my son had a great 35wks with just me and him sid by sid. what i wouldnt do to get back those days!!!!

By: Jackie

Jackie — Mon, 20 Jun 2011 19:24:41 +0000

It has almost been six months since I lost my beautiful baby Sophia Christine. I was 27 years old, and very ready for her. My husband & I were counting down the days to her due date. I remember when he found out our baby was a girl, he was thrilled. My due date passed, no Sophia yet. Everything was perfect. My blood pressure, weight, diet, heartbeat, tests… then it happened, finally I went into labor on Dec 25th, 2010… a week and half late! I was so excited, finally I will get to hold her, care for her, get her out of my tummy and into the world that awaited her. My beautiful Sophia. At the hospital, they couldn’t find her heartbeat, well at first I thought the idiot nurse didn’t know what she was doing, after all Sophia was a tough one to find the heartbeat and I was in labor and more willing to get the move on…. but when she kept trying, going everywhere, switching to someone else, requesting the ultrasound. I knew. I knew, and my heart sank, it broke, I was so confused. I still am. I would do so many things differently if I only knew. I love her, I wanted the very best for Sophia – health wise, best start, best care, best life… I didn’t know how to handle her death. I didn’t know how to handle our goodbye. The next hours dragged on, I got a fever, I gave up on the birth experience… I didn’t understand, was this punishment. Finally, bearly together I agreed to a C-section. I got to hold her at 3:15AM on Dec 27th… she was so beautiful. Her lips, nose, ears, toes, hands, thighs, belly, hair, eyelashes, if only you could have seen this angel – too beautiful for earth. Everyone has told me I will want another… but I don’t have that drive. I want Sophia, it feels like I owe her more, I should have done more, something more – something different. I don’t think I could go through this again. My body, my mind, my heart is so drained. I feel lost, I don’t know enough about Sophia, what kind of mother am I? Now I am 28… going on 29… it fells as though she should be here & I can see all of us as a family so well, I just don’t understand it. I don’t know why, what did I do. How will I ever go through this again? Will I want to?

By: chiago

chiago — Fri, 21 Jan 2011 12:28:57 +0000

I was pregnant and in 12th week I started bleeding after series of journeys. I went to see my doctor, was put to bed rest but I lost it anyway.
In 2010 I took in again nd lost it d same period nd same way, I was heartbroken. I thought God was angry wit.
Presently i’m pregnant nd pray God see me through to d end

By: angeljeb2

angeljeb2 — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 16:01:33 +0000

My husband and I had been TTCing for about 3 years and had begun infertility treatments (IUI etc.) and we were about to try IVF, when I found out I was pregnant (w/o help) in Dec. 2008. Our first baby! We were so happy and our families were too when we told them on Christmas Day. My pregnancy went on problem-free for 9 months and I had resign from my teaching position and was planning to stay at home with Jay, our son. I read the books, I search the internet whenever I thought something wasn’t right.

At 35 weeks, I went to the L/D for a check-up because I had some bleeding and I’d never had any before. They reassured us that everything was fine, and gave me a paper to do kick counts. I started the next day and noticed I wasn’t feeling him move like they suggested, so I want to L/D and they did the non-stress test and ultrasound. They said he is breech and that I wouldn’t feel him move as much when he is breech, but he looked fine. The next day I went to L/D again for the same issue decreased fetal movement. This time was different though, my baby’s heartbeat wasn’t spiking like they wanted. They had me drink cold water, apple juice, change positions, and they did another ultrasound. He was still breech and he was probably in a deep sleep, so the doctor was going to keep me a while longer until it showed that he his heartbeat was spiking like they wanted, and start an IV. They ended up not doing that, because Jay woke up and his heartbeat started spiking just like they wanted, so we were free to go home.

The next 2 weeks were great! I’d drink a little caffeine to get Jay moving when I did not feel him and all was well. I saw my doctor for my weekly check-up Monday July 27 and Jay heartbeat was strong and normal. Wednesday night I had really painful contractions, I could not sleep, and the next day I had a little pink discharge, which when I called the office, they said it was nothing to worry about. I had been feeling Jay move on Saturday in my ribcage (painful stuff) and then on Sunday I drank some Coke to make him move and he did.
Early Monday morning August 3rd (about 3 or 4am) I started having really painful contractions that were pretty close together, but not exactly 10 or 12 in an hour it was off and on. It would feel like my child was in a knot inside of me and my belly was getting so hard, it was so painful I started to cry and I knew something wasn’t right. I told my husband we need to go to the hospital and we thought maybe we would have our precious baby that night, because I was going into labor or they would send us home and say everything was fine. We never expected to get there and hear no heartbeat and see our son’s still body on an ultrasound with no little flickering heartbeat. The doctor said they could tell Jay had been gone for a couple of days (I was scheduled to have a c-section on August 10th because of a previous surgery). I was in shock throughout the entire prep for surgery although I cried with my husband I hoped it was all a dream.

John Eric, II was born at 8:23 am on Monday, August 3rd 2009. I held my son and he was beautiful, he looked like he was sleeping. I wanted him to wake up…now I have empty arms and an empty nursery, and a hole in my heart. I miss my Jay desperately and I think all the time about what I am supposed to be doing right now…holding my baby, not typing about how I lost him.

By: rayna

rayna — Tue, 26 May 2009 15:14:33 +0000

i was 40 weeks pregnant i went to the hospital and thhey told me that my twins were dead. i cried and cried and cried but veryone said there was nothing they could have done. i felt them move that morning and was haveing what i thought to be contractions. but i guess i was wrong.

By: Patrice Thompson

Patrice Thompson — Tue, 04 Dec 2007 20:05:52 +0000

December 06 I found out that I was pregnant, when I went in for my first appt. they told me that their was not baby, I was so hurt and upset. Then to find that I was pregnant again March 07 and lost that baby at five weeks. I was so upset and most of all it was hard telling my two girls what had happened. Well in July 07 I found out that I was pregnant again unexpected my husband and I were happy but also scared because of what we had experienced. We tried very hard to stay positive with knowing that God had already blessed us with two wonderful girls and that this would be an added blessing. The pregnancy went well up to 12 weeks then I started bleeding. I went into the emergency room and the baby was fine. This went on for weeks with the bleeding but the baby was doing fine and growing like crazy. Then all of a sudden at 21 weeks 5 days, I started gushing out blood and had this really big blood clots coming out. I called my husband and he rushed me to the hospital. The doctor checked me and said that I had dialated 1-2 but that my blood level was down to 19. I had to get some blood transfused immediatley. They also wanted us to induce labor b/c my life was on the line and we both declined. I wanted them to give me the blood and wait and allow God to make the decision. I stayed in the hospital for four days but on that 4th day I started to have contractions but they were not bad. I went back down to labor and delivery so that my doctor could check to see how bad the adburption was. The baby was fine and her heart rate was at 150 and she was moving all over the place. She even waved at us and at that point I felt peace. Once the doctor had finish with the ultrasound I started to hurt really bad. My contractions were coming every 2 minutes and they could not stop them. I delivered MaKenzie on November 13, 2007. She was so beautiful and looked so peaceful. This has been the hardest thing I have ever in my life had to deal with but I keep in my mind that ultrasound picture of her waving at me and her father. That let me know that she was then telling us goodbye but I am so thankful that God allowed me share that moment with her.

I feel so empty, my stomach feels empty. It was hard having milk in my breast for a baby I could not bring home but I know that she will always be with us and in our hearts.