A nightmare…

One of my worst nightmares happened at around 5 1/2 weeks into the pregnancy when I started bleeding. The first thing that came to my mind was miscarriage, miscarriage, miscarriage. I called my doctors office right away and told them what was going on. They went through a laundry list of questions to see if I could have been miscarrying. The strange thing about this incident was that I did not have any cramping. The bleeding was more than spotting and went from brown to red colored. The doctors office scheduled me an appointment for that afternoon. I called my hubby to update him with what was happening and he rushed home from work to take me to the appointment. The time in the waiting room felt like eternity. All I wanted was one answer. Is our little babe okay? The ultrasound results ended up being that the fetal tissue that attaches to the cervical wall does not always connect 100% and can get a leaky blood vessel. We were not able to hear the heartbeat because it was still too early BUT we were able to see it. The way my hubby’s face lit up when we saw the heartbeat is indescribable. I wish I got it on video. We were told the baby was developing “textbook style”. That news made us more confident in this pregnancy. We scheduled a follow up appointment for a week later. In the mean time, I bled here and there. The only pregnancy symptoms during this time were exhaustion and breast tenderness. Every night after we ate dinner I would lie down on our sofa and fall asleep around 7:30. Growing tiny humans is exhausting.


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