Papel Picado

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Monday, October 21, 2013

Our Baby Story... so far!

I am going to try to write this without giving too much information- but honestly, I can't promise anything. Those of you that have been pregnant will totally understand and those that haven't been (especially those of the male persuasion), well I apologize.
Well, it all started 15 weeks ago. Okay, jump forward a couple of weeks and I had terrible morning sickness! I mean HORRIBLE. I thought I had a stomach bug that wouldn't go away. When my mom asked if I was maybe expecting I said ''no, I don't think so!''
After almost a week of this ''stomach bug'' though, a friend recommended I take a pregnancy test. What a weird experience that is... but sure enough, there were two lines. One dark and one faint line! It was pretty easy for me to figure out our due date. Two days before my sisters birthday and one before our pastors, April 12 it was.

The first few weeks were stressful as we left a job that caused us to also to have to move. The whole situation was a mess, and very emotional for me. Thankfully our friends, The Murray's were once again our heroes and offered us a comfortable place to stay.
I still was having pretty bad ''morning sickness''. (I put it that way because it was not just in the morning- that is definitely a misnomer there.) On Saturday, August 17, I woke up excited that it was the 6 week mark. Just hanging out at home, I went to the restroom to find the one thing that you don't want to see during your pregnancy. I immediately started crying and Matt helped me go lay down. I waited to see if it would stop, but I began to have the pains they talked about, so we decided to head to the hospital.
After hours of testing, multiple ultrasounds and even an MRI, the ER doctor came in to give me the news. First, I found out (after years of thinking I was a different blood type) I am O negative blood type. Having O negative (or any negative anti-gens) is known to cause issues during pregnancy. So I was to get a shot to make sure I didn't get blood poisoning. Second on the list- I had a mass located on my uterus. Something called a Fibroid tumor. A noncancerous mass that is made up of muscle tissue and is fairly common in women.
The last bit of news was that, the diagnosis they were giving me was a miscarriage. They reassured me that I didn't do anything wrong and it was probably either the tumor or the blood antibodies that had caused the miscarriage. I also met with an OBGYN, Dr. Bosco, who came to do a final exam to figure out the next step for me. He told me he felt it was too early to make any moves (i.e. do a D and C). He said he wanted to schedule me to do blood work and come to his office for a follow up.
Matt and I went home devastated.
I told my mom, he told his mom. I told those that knew about the pregnancy.It was incredibly hard to process.
Around Tuesday after this happened, I started having morning sickness. I looked online to see if maybe there was a chance that I had been misdiagnosed. I found that no only could I have been misdiagnosed, but it actually happens fairly often. I told a sweet friend of mine what I thought. I told her I really didn't feel like I had lost the baby. She told me a she had had something similar happen, and her daughter was now 13 years old. She said to put my hands on my belly and start praying. And so we did. I tried to not focus on the diagnosis, and even contacted my friend Nadine who is a champion of believing God's promise over doctors diagnosis. She began to pray with us!
I went and had the blood work done on Wednesday, but was unable to see the doctor until Monday.
When Monday came around, Matt and I went to the doctors office. The nurse brought me back but on the way she said ''now did they tell you you had a miscarriage at the hospital?'' I said they had. She seemed confused.
The nurse did my vitals and left me to wait for the doctor. After waiting for a while, I found out my doctor had been called in for an emergency operation. I was sort of disappointed. A labor and delivery nurse came and talked with me about my test results. When I told her I was still getting sick, she got very excited and said, ''well, usually when you miscarry, your HGC levels go down, but yours have done the opposite!'' She went on to tell me that they would want to do an ultrasound when the doctor was available, but we would have to reschedule. She also said she would like for me to do more blood work. So Matt and I left to do the blood work, not sure when we would see the doctor. As we pulled out, the nurse called and asked if we could come back after the blood work was done. The doctor really wanted to check into my case. So we did.
I was brought back to a room. The doctor came in and told me once again my HGC levels had gone up, so he wanted to do an ultrasound. He started the ultrasound and showed me the Fibroid, and then.... he saw a tiny baby with a tiny heartbeat. I don't think there has been a moment in my life that has given me more relief. They brought Matt back into the room so he could see the baby also.
Baby Monk! Look at that big head!

I did have one other hospital visit, another scare, but while I was in a lot of pain, the baby was fine.  My doctor told me that Baby Monk seems to be unaware that anything has been threatening her/him. I say this baby is going to be super adventurous and a serious risk taker!
Baby Monk is considered a High Risk pregnancy, so resting is at the top of my list. Unfortunately I am not able to work, so Matt is our sole bread winner right now, but Baby Monk and I are so excited to have him as our hero.
I try not to worry, but sometimes I can't help it. I guess that's just part of being a mom, right?
I do think it's important to tell others of what I am going through. First, so that those of you that I have missed in the past couple of months know that I am just not able to do as much as I was before. Also I want to encourage those of you who have had difficulties in your pregnancy to bring light to your situation. I have received so much prayer that I think Baby Monk will come out praying :)


  1. So happy to hear your story. That's so great, I'm glad he doctor was wrong! .. God Bless your heart.. and sweet baby Monk! <3
    I pray that the rest of your pregnancy goes smoothly! :)