Today. 28.03.11. 10 weeks.
7:00am woke up.
Loo
Knew something wasn't right with the pregnancy.
Peter had already left for work, an hour or so's drive down the road.
Called friend.
Fell slightly apart on telephone.
L yelled for her breakfast and for me to get off the telephone.
Several times.
Friend arranged babysitting for L with another friend.
Called Dr.
Emailed Peter with phone #'s.
Got kids ready.
Took E to school.
Took L to friend.
Went to Dr.
Came home, lunch, water.
Ultrasound.
"I'm so sorry. I cannot detect a heartbeat."
Cried all the way to friend's house.
Friend hugged me.
I tried hard not to snot on her shoulder.
(Thank you for the shoulder)
Peter rang.
He arranged transport home.
Drank coffee, ate muffins with friend.
Friend and I played with our children
Lovely afternoon weather, felt relatively normal and appreciated the companionship.
Peter arrived.
We picked E up from school.
Peter talked to her teachers.
Girls and I played on playground
Ate ice creams.
Home.
Told the children.
We cried.
Looked up ultrasound images (not mine) on internet.
(Seemed to comfort E who cried she had wanted to see the baby)
Family prayed together.
Feel like sleeping for days on end.
Writing the details is a distraction.
I am grateful for your joy and congratulations on the last post. I am grateful to have felt joy and to have heard a heartbeat at 6.5 weeks. Now things will run their course (I hope) and I would be grateful for your prayers. I have no idea why this is happening. I have no idea if we will ever know. It is a heavy providence. Three known miscarriages in 12 months.
I feel aweful for taking you on this roller coaster.
But thank you for being here.
Just going to do art here from now on.
Little by little
Push this post down the page
Without pretending everything is ok.