Good News...and...Bad News

The good news is we get to try again. The bad news is I've had another miscarriage.

We hadn't told anybody our news because of this very reason. I went to the dr's yesturday (Monday) thinking I would have a 10 week fetus growing inside me. When he measured it and asked "when was the first time you had a positive pregnancy test because this baby is not measuring 10 weeks". I knew then that things were not good. He told me that it measured 6 weeks and he could find no heartbeat. It was like dajavue all over again...even the time of year! With my first miscarriage the dr said that possibly I have low progesterone and so the next time I get pregnant to call him ASAP. So with the twins I called him immediately, they took my blood. My progesterone was low and so I was prescribed supplements. And my body held onto that pregnancy.

As soon as we got back from Hawaii I knew that I was at least 6 weeks. So I called the dr's, got my blood drawn, and again my progesterone was low. But the blood results don't come back for a week. So I think my body couldn't hold onto that pregnancy. That was the week I needed the supplements. I've had no symptoms of miscarriage, until today, which only confirms what the dr told me yesturday. The only hard part is that I wish that my body would show sign of miscarriage immediately. I have gone an additional 4 weeks thinking I am pregnant. Although, I was very leary this time around. So I go in on Friday to get cleaned out.

I called Greg when I got home from the Dr's. I was really stong until then. Then when I heard his voice I just couldn't hold back the tears. I think I only was crying because I have to go through the whole process with the hospital again and I knew Greg had a CE course that he had already paid for. I know I wasn't crying because I miscarried, because I have been so blessed with 4 healthy boys who make my life so happy! I put the babies down for a nap and just laid in their room until they fell asleep. I guess I did too because the next thing I know Greg is right in front of my face. I must say it scared the crap out of me. Again I started crying. I knew he was sad for me and he decided that he needed to be at home with me, not at work. Then he found a babysitter all by himself and took me out shopping and for dinner (we celebrated my birthday early). I have some pretty great friends and family that I know would have been very supportive about this whole thing, but I didn't realize how much I needed Greg for this moment. Thank goodness he was taking the CE course on Friday because his whole schedule was already cleared at work and he thought he had paid for the course, but they don't accept the credit card he gave them. It all worked out perfect, for the best. He gets to come with me Friday. Last time this happened he was only able to be there to drop me off. But then I had an amazing friend (you know who you are) that stayed with me and took me home. See I have such supportive friends here!

So life goes on and we try again as soon as the dr okay's it. I hope this isn't a trend...miscarriage, twins...miscarriage...????