Pregnancy is a lot of things, but uneventful is definitely not one of them. Baby Everett and I had quite a scare at the beginning of the week that kept me from doing my bumpdate for week 14. Now that everything is all good, I wanted to share the story here in the hopes that it may encourage any other pregnant women (or future pregnant women) who may be experiencing the same thing. If you’re short on time, you can skip down to the bumpdate survey at the bottom of this post…
On Monday morning around 3:45am, I woke up to a lot of bleeding. I immediately panicked, convinced I was having a miscarriage, but praying I was wrong. I asked Sam to call my dad and his two best friends so that they could start praying as we headed to the emergency room. While waiting to get into a room (for what seemed like hours), I calmed down just enough to realize that I wasn’t feeling any pain or cramping which gave me a tiny bit of relief. After a couple of hours of waiting, an ultrasound tech finally came into my room to check on the baby. As soon as she started, we heard the baby’s heartbeat (157 and strong!) and I breathed my first sigh of relief. I couldn’t see the screen while she checked my uterus to try to locate the cause of the bleeding, but I knew that the baby looked great because I noticed Sam wiping his eyes. I truly believe that I became a mother in that moment. I no longer cared about the fact that I was bleeding. All I cared about was that my child was healthy and completely unaffected by what was happening (as evidenced by the somersaults he/she was doing during the ultrasound). But back to the story before I start crying all over my keyboard…
The ultrasound tech wasn’t able to tell me anything other than the fact that the baby was doing well, so we were once again left to wait another hour until a doctor could come in and explain everything to us. In the end, a nurse came in to tell us that I “probably” had a subchorionic hemorrhage, which is an accumulation of blood in or near the placenta. She explained that they often resolve themselves, but couldn’t give me any statistics or any information about what happens if they don’t. Lastly, she told me to rest for three days and follow up with my midwife at my next appointment (which happened to be two days later). I was so relieved that the baby was healthy that I didn’t make a fuss about the lack of information I was given. I just went home, prayed and slept.
On Wednesday, I had a repeat ultrasound at my regular prenatal appointment and I am happy to say that it was much more thorough and informative than the first one. The ultrasound tech found no evidence of a hemorrhage or any tears, she said that the amniotic sac and placenta looked great and our baby even waved at us to let us know that he/she was happy and healthy (see ultrasound picture below – that’s baby’s hand on the left just above his/her head). I still wish I knew why it happened or if I did anything to cause it, but I know that it really doesn’t matter. What matters is that my faith in God has been strengthened through this ordeal. I know that He created this life that I’m carrying and only He can (and will) sustain it.
How far along are you? 15 weeks today
How big is baby? The size of an orange!
Total weight gain? 1 pound — I lost all of the weight I gained when I first got pregnant thanks to my awful morning sickness.
How are you feeling? Week 14 was awful – vomiting at least twice a day, all-day nausea, indigestion and heartburn after every meal. Yesterday and today have been a lot better so I’m hopeful that week 15 will be the turning point for me, but I’m trying not to get my hopes up just yet.
Food cravings? Frozen grapes and peppermints. So weird.
Food aversions? Everything else.
Best moment this week? Watching Baby E move, flip and wave during our last ultrasound. It’s truly a miracle!
What are you looking forward to? Feeling my baby move for the first time. Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t wait to actually feel it!