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1 in 4 women experience pregnancy or infant loss in their lifetime. I am one of those women. Often times, expecting parents are advised by medical professionals to withhold announcing until the first trimester is complete since the chance of miscarriage decreases exponentially. While I understand the logic behind this nugget of advice and respect ANY parent’s decision on the matter, I do also believe that this further prolongs the notion that women should have to suffer in silence. “I am pregnant.” That very 3 word sentence changed my whole world just as quickly as, “You are having a miscarriage.” destroyed it in seconds. Back in 2022 my husband, went to attend a training in Mississippi. During his 3 week period, I skipped mine. (Ha Ha) I went to the doctor the following day for blood work. Definitely pregnant. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t wait to surprise my husband at his graduation ceremony on December 21st and tell him with the tiny onsie I had made. I couldn’t wait for the 11 hour road trip back where we’d get to daydream and plan our future as a family. Earlier that year, we went through fertility testing where we were told that we’d likely need medical intervention in order for me to conceive healthily. In light of embracing cheesy clichés, this felt like a miracle - as if this baby was being sent to us. Fate. 6 short days later, I was advised that my HCG levels were not increasing the way they should in order for our baby to be considered ‘viable’ to continue growing. After more blood work and 2 long days (that felt like forever) later, I was having a miscarriage. The baby clothes I had shoved to the back of my closet, Being made to feel like a neurotic new mom for annoying the doctor’s office looking for answers, Obsessively peeing on sticks only to see the test lines getting lighter instead of darker, Dreading the comments of, “You’re young, you can always try again”, Wondering when it would finally be OUR TURN, it all hurt so much at the time. While my heart is so full of gratitude and joy for my 2 healthy little boys 2 tests later, my heart still breaks for families waiting for their turn. You are seen, heard, and so loved. ❤️