Written by Brianna
Two weeks ago I went to my target ultrasound appointment, because I was nearing the 22 week mark in my pregnancy. I love this appointment because I am able to get amazing images like these of our little...
I have also learned that any and all OB related appointments usually begin with the medical history questions, and go something like this:
Ultrasound Tech: What pregnancy is this?
Me: Seventh.
UT: Do you have six children at home?
Me: No, three.
UT: So three miscarriages?
Me: One early miscarriage, and two second trimester losses.
This is always when their stare breaks away from their computer screen. This is when they look at me with either pity or bewilderment, wondering if I am simply crazy to be back in this place again. This is when they ask in what order were my losses, and when they like me can't believe I had two blissfully uneventful, text book pregnancies to begin our family. This is when they ask if we ever knew why. This is when, if they are good at their job, I see amazing amounts of empathy coming from another woman (my techs have always been women), a mom, as she thoroughly checks every inch of our unborn child to offer us as much hope as possible.
Honestly, it is not until these kind of reminders that I realize my differences. No I haven't forgotten, how could I. Not to mention I have an ever growing belly to remind me of such. But I have just come to accept that this is my history... my journey. It is still heart breaking at times, and I still maintain emotional scars. BUT... this is our family. This is our dynamic. I own it. I embrace it. I like to think I have taken point from my amazing older daughters. They just accept that we have babies in heaven and we have babies here. They have no doubts about this reality, and are confident in us seeing them again some day. I doubt they think it's ideal, but their innocence allows them to accept that it will all be okay. It is honestly no wonder we are told repeatedly to "become as little children". They really have it all figured out... just ask them. ;)
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