It all started last night when I was picking up dinner at the Chinese place in town.
I was sitting there waiting for our food and Matthew was standing in the corner looking like he was trying to go poo in his pull up. Our food was ready and as I stood up from the table, I felt a gush of fluid come out.
I thought, oh my goodness I pee'd my pants!! It was odd because I didn't have the urge to go pee or anything!
I grabbed our food and grabbed Matthew, who was waddling so I thought for sure he had poo'd. I contemplated whether or not to go to the restroom there and change him (and check on myself) or just go straight home.
I decided to just hurry and get him in the car and get home. SO thankful I did!
We get home and I have Steve get Matthew out of the car and I run into the bathroom because I still had the gushing sensation. Seriously thought I just lost all control of my bladder!!
Here's where it might be TMI for some folks....but bare with me.
When I went to the bathroom, it was a bloody scene. That gushing sensation was not pee at all, it was all blood. It was SO terrifying!!
I knew right then and there it was over. I thought for sure I had lost the baby.
We didn't know what to do. Do we go to the ER or do we just wait it out. My thinking was, what was the ER going to do?? They couldn't stop the miscarriage from happening. So we called the OB's office and the dr on call said to just make sure I wasn't feeling light headed or anything. If so, to go to the ER.
Over the next four hours, I just bled out and for sure felt like my body had dispelled every remnant of the pregnancy.
It was such an emotional and physical night. I didn't go to bed until 3 AM because there was so much on my mind.
I had my original OB appt (9 weeks) scheduled for this morning so we went in. It was suppose to be my initial pregnancy appt, but I figured it would be the miscarriage confirmation appt.
My dr was so nice and commented on how strong I was and he was amazed at how I kept my composure. I wanted to tell him that I cried all my tears last night, instead, I just said I was very familiar with the miscarriage road. I could see the sorrow and pain in his eyes.
Well, he said he wanted to do an exam and an ultrasound to make sure there was no tissue or anything left.
He started the ultrasound (with the vajay-jay cam) and to our surprise he said, "you're still pregnant. There's the heart beat."
We were in shock!! My response was "are you sure??!"
Low and behold, baby's heartbeat was 178 bpm. And baby was even moving!!
I just cried tears of joy!!
I still couldn't believe it! I told the dr that I thought for sure I had miscarried because I had lost SO much blood and 'stuff' that came out.
As it turns out, all that blood was from behind the placenta, in the uterus. He didn't seem too concern about it. He said it won't affect the baby.
He wants me to come back in two weeks for a follow up ultrasound. I will try not to worry for the next two weeks.
I am so grateful that my baby is fine. It was such a scary experience, but I wanted to share it because I want to give people hope. Just when you think it's all over, God performs miracles to restore our faith.
I am so grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who watches over me and my family. I am truly blessed. I know we have a long road ahead, but I know my faith will get me thru it.
***Edit*** thank you to the anonymous commenter who told me the technical term for this...Subchorionic Hemorrhage. Common in 1st trimester. Still not a fun experience!!