Most of my posts are usually about my outfits and fashion advice, an easy recipe for us busy moms, or just my journey maneuvering through motherhood. Every once in a while though, life throws us curve balls that we cannot comprehend why they have to happen to us. For anyone that knows me…its been pretty obvious that Garrett and I were wanting to expand our family after the wedding. We were OVER THE MOON when we found out that August 24 that dream was coming true. I couldn’t believe it had happened so fast, and I was so ecstatic. It felt like I was finally going to feel complete by adding that last baby to our family. Flashes of the future were constantly flashing through my mind of Haven and her new sibling and witnessing what that new bond was going to look like and how it was going to make me feel. I could not wait to see how different this pregnancy was vs Haven and I just felt; elated.
The excitement continued for a week or so and I just wasn’t feeling…right. I am not sure how to necessarily word it but I just felt off. Fear of miscarriage was constantly running through my mind and I kept trying to talk myself down..to stay calm and not stress my body out. I finally went to the ER one Friday night when I was woken from a sleep with painful cramping. To make a long story short; they did not see anything in my uterus and said I was high risk for ectopic but also said it could just be too early so we made an appointment for bloodwork and ultrasound that next week. GREAT NEWS. My HCG levels had been doubling and when we went in for my ultrasound there was a gestational sac in my uterus. A wave of relief crashed over me after a torturous weekend of waiting around not knowing what was going on with my baby. I got a call later that day saying my sac looked irregular and that the dr was still concerned for ectopic so I was placed on bedrest because of course the risk of rupture if it were ectopic was high and they did not want that to happen. They made me an appointment for 6 days out and said to take it easy.
I had no idea how I was suppose to just take it easy for SIX DAYS not knowing if at any moment my fallopian tubes could rupture…i could go into shock..I could bleed out… I had a daughter at home with me to think about too and was just a mess. I felt so confused emotionally and just was so stressed,so worried, but still tried to stay positive everything was going to be okay. I had already had a miscarriage in 2011 and did not want to go through that loss again. Garrett and I wanted this baby so badly..SO BAD that I thought there is no way this could be taken from us.
On Friday I got another call…they said they were pretty sure it was an intrauterine pregnancy and that things looked decently okay for now. I could be off bed rest but to still try to take it easy til my next appointment now 4 days away. Again, I was elated. I felt relieved and thought as if I wasnt appreciative for this baby before- I definitely am now.
And then Saturday happened. I had cramps on and off all day that were painful but I just shook it off as stretching pains or maybe looking back I was in denial; I dont really know but by 8pm I couldnt even breathe they hurt so bad. I was screaming and didn’t move off the stairs because walking hurt so bad. G and I went back to ER where the entire waiting room was full and I was told to wait. They took my blood levels and vitals and said I looked stable from that standpoint. I was SURE something had ruptured because I had never experienced pain like that. Then about 40 minutes later….my hearing went out…the room went foggy and grey and then it was like a light went out. The nurse came back over and said I did not look good- my blood pressure had completely dropped and apparently I had lost all color in my face.
I was finally taken back and after four more hours…. I was told I was getting taken to the OR. I was having surgery. I was in shock…I have never been in this type of situation and felt so many emotions. Immediate grief of losing this baby I wanted so badly….immediate anger of why this was happening to me..fear of going into surgery knowing that I was bleeding out into my stomach at that moment and not knowing what was going to happen. It was 2AM and it was just Garrett and I. What if I dont wake up and never see my husband or daughter again? I had 100 million questions RACING through my mind but had no time because within 15 minutes I was in a bright shiny white room on a table with tons of people racing all around me with tables full of instruments laid out.
I woke up….my eyes werent open but I was awake and could hear. All I could comprehend and think about was the pain. I hurt so bad like I had just had a C-section but that my entire stomach was bruised as well. Thats the only words I could get out was how bad I hurt. I was thankful to be alive and awake….but I was so angry and sad at the same time.
I in fact had an ectopic pregnancy in my right fallopian tube that had ruptured to the point of no repair..I had my right fallopian tube removed and had bled out filling my abdominal cavity/stomach full of blood….a lot of blood. I was so pale…and hurt..and felt empty knowing I had just had an organ removed.The organ that was holding my baby.
I am thankful my chances of having children are still okay but I am still just now trying to sort through my emotional thoughts. The week of recovering was hard. I felt so unprepared for this.. that it really overwhelmed me. My mom and mother in law had to completely drop their lives for a week to cater to Haven and I. I hated that I couldn’t care for my own daughter who has no idea or the maturity to understand why I can’t hold her or hug her or be with her. I hated that feeling even though I appreciated them. Why did this have to happen?! Why Me…. I wasn’t and don’t feel sorry for myself, its just so hard to swallow why bad things happen to good people. Maybe I am getting punished for some wrong I committed in the past…or maybe it just wasn’t the right time for us- but for now I cant say I have come to some great realization of why this happened. I am still hurt..and upset.deeply sad….and grieving.
I don’t feel myself. Everyday I come around a little bit more…or I put on a strong face for my husband and especially for my daughter because that is my job…but I feel far from being released of the negative energy that consumes my mind and body right now. I have gone through a miscarriage and that loss is a hard one to overcome… but it feels nothing like the physical pain I have endured and feeling like I had to get this ripped from me in such a traumatic way.
This post is personal..and I thought a lot on whether or not I wanted to share it or not, but the fact is I wanted to start this blog to show the realities of a young mom..and all its triumphs and struggles that come along with it. This is it. Life is not always great and happy- it can be pretty damn hurtful and unfair..and this was my month to really realize that.