Pregnancy

I haven't blogged in months. My only excuses are that I've been busy and haven't really felt like pouring out my thoughts into a permanent form. They haven't been real friendly! :)

Because I don't keep another type of journal, I thought I'd post the letter I sent out to friends/family after my miscarriage last month.

"I hadn't had any symptoms of a miscarriage, so it was a bit of a shock when I went in for my checkup and we couldn't find a heartbeat. A few ultrasounds over the past week and some blood work confirmed our fears. I would have been 14 weeks today. It was a tough week emotionally, but we've been keeping busy and that helps!

Because the baby was so far along, the doctor recommended to have surgery. Not being a regular in a hospital, I was rather nervous about having the procedure done. We went in just before 11:00 this morning, had the surgery done by 12:30 and I was home by 3:00 this afternoon. Everything went like clockwork. The only excitement we had was Doug playing with all the medical gadgets in the hospital room. The nurse said that was the first time she's had anyone shine the big overhead light in her face from across the hall.

The other "exciting moment" was when my first nurse tried to get the IV in my hand. I have a few bruises and bubbles on the back on my hands because she kept popping my veins. They had to bring in a second nurse to get it done right. But the hospital nurses, doctor and anesthesiologists were great, the drugs were fantastic, the procedure went quickly and I was impressed with how quickly I got out of there. I am feeling great, with a very small amount of discomfort. Nothing that a couch, some chocolate and some nice painkillers haven't cured!

The kids are doing well. Zane has no clue... and Kyah has been a real trooper. She was devastated when we finally talked to her two days ago about losing the baby. I wasn't quite ready because I hadn't figured out how to explain everything to her. She put on her brave face while Doug and I talked to her, but she couldn't hold it for long. All three of us had a good sniffle session on the couch that night. That was probably the hardest time for me in the last week. Seeing Kyah so sad broke our hearts all over again. She was very happy and relieved to see me home today after school. She was a little stressed by the entire thing."