Remember...

This picture just makes me happy.

2 weeks

It's been 2 weeks since the last time I wrote and I feel like I should do a follow up for those who might care. First of all, I'm doing so much better now. I had no idea that a miscarriage and D&C procedure would put me out for almost a week. It hurt to walk and I had horrible migraines. I don't know what they did to me during that surgery, but I was definitely feeling it for the week after. Luckily, my mom came and stayed with us for a few days, which was a blessing and such a big help. I love you mom and thanks for taking care of me and my family. After my mom left I started to feel a lot better. The pain in my legs were a lot more bearable and I also had wonderful sisters from my ward bring me delicious dinners. I've been taking it easy, and now I'm able to work and continue with my gymnastics and cheer camps.

I always find it amazing to see the Lord's hand in my life. I really believe that I was being blessed during these last few weeks. My family and I were being watched out for and just the timing of it all couldn't have been any better. I'm grateful for what I know and believe in because without it I don't think I'd be able to see the blessings or feel the peace and happiness from this trial. Thank you for all your prayers in my behalf, I know Heavenly Father has heard them. It's different to be the one being prayed for, but also a testimony builder because I really felt it.

Next: get back in shape!!! finish cheer and gymnastic camps, then vacation to Vegas!

Goal: start running again, so I'm comfortable to run 10 miles. (can only run barely 3 right now)

Currently: Mason and I are taking an olympic weight lifting class together, it's only 4 classes, but it's something fun for Mase and I to do together.

10 weeks

I never thought this would happen to me. I've been trying the past few years to be so healthy and take care of my body, but when things aren't meant to be then they aren't meant to be. So here's my last story for this pregnancy....

This last week things started to get better. I wasn't so nauseous, I wasn't craving disgusting food, I was just tired. I celebrated my 7 year anniversary on Monday. Tuesday I got my verification of pregnancy taken care of and Wednesday I got my paper work turned in to switch over to prenatal insurance. I thought things were finally going well. Except on Tuesday I had some pain in my lower abdomen, but I didn't really think much of it. I figured it was round ligament pain and it eventually went away. On Wednesday I went about my morning with the girls and took care of all my paperwork for insurance. The girls and I went to Michael's to get craft stuff and then we went out to lunch...it was our "fun day" as Miya put it. Around 2 o'clock the girls and I laid down to watch a movie and that's when the sharp pains and cramping started. Mason got home and I told him I wasn't feeling good and that I think I'm having a miscarriage. I started to spot blood and the pain was pretty persistent, as if I was going through labor. Mason and the girls took me the the ER and we waited till about 4:00 before a nurse saw me to take my vitals and blood. Right after that I went to the bathroom and a gush of blood came out (sorry to be so graphic) I knew it then that I miscarried. It's hard to go through something like this especially when the last few weeks have been hell. I got nothing out of this. I cried in the bathroom then got myself together and went out to get an ultrasound which confirmed the fetus was no longer in my uterus. I thought after that I was done. I thought well, I've lost this baby move on, but of course thing had to get worse. I waited around the ER to see a doctor, meanwhile I sent Mason and the girls home. By around 7:30 pm I was seen by the Doctor. He said I was still bleeding a lot (which I was), so he wanted to see how I was in an hour. Bored out of my mind I laid in a bed with no reception on my iphone, so I played games on my phone till it died. I was still having extremely painful cramps every 5 mins so finally the nurse hooked me up to an IV and gave me some morphine to help with the pain (that helped right away). They also gave me medication that was supposed to help get rid of everything inside me, which seemed to contradict the morphine. This was worse than both of my labors. By 11:00pm the doctor told me I was going to have a D&C procedure done where they suction all the stuff my body was trying to get rid of. So after 2 more hours of morphine and pain they took me down to the surgery room and gave me some better stuff that knocked me out while they did the procedure. I was done before I knew it and Mason came and got me around 2:30am. What a day. And all that for what? I guess so I can empathize with others who've gone through this, but I'm not going to lie...it was probably the worst day of my life. However, I am grateful for all the nurses, technicians, and doctors. They were all so nice and sympathetic. I really needed that last night. I am also grateful that I'm heathy and that I have two beautiful healthy girls and an amazing husband. Thank you friends and family who chatted with me when I was bored and have already extended a helping hand. I know I'm blessed even even during this sad time.

This was right after the D&C. I was feeling pretty good here.