For anyone who has ever suffered a pregnancy loss, I thought this was one of the most beautiful poems I have read.
On June 27th Eric and I went to doctor to confirm our second pregnancy after our early loss in April. I should have been 9 weeks and 5 days and due around January 25th. The ultrasound showed our baby measuring only about 7 weeks with no heartbeat. There aren’t a lot of words to explain how devastated we are. Part of me knew, my symptoms had gone away two weeks prior but I was hoping for the good news and the flicker of our baby’s heartbeat on the screen.
My body has not yet recognized that our baby stopped growing and after confirming no heart beat again last week I have been diagnosed with a missed miscarriage. After celebrating my 26th birthday tomorrow I will go in for surgery on Friday to end the pregnancy. Instead of celebrating the 12 week milestone on Saturday I will wake up not pregnant for the first time…
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