Introduce Yourself....

I'll start first...

My name is Melissa, I have been on baby gaga 7 months. I have miscarried 5 times and am now pregnant with my son. this is the first successful pregnancy to pass 7 weeks.

I pray that one day everyone will have the same success story that I have. I know how hard it is to loose your child..

*copied from my post in the other intro thread*

My name is Kim, im 21 and so is my fiance Evan and we live in Saskatoon Sk, Canada. Together we have a little girl named Haylee who is 3.5. We had a miscarriage back in feb 06 when i was only 7 weeks along, i didnt really have time to get used to the idea before it happened so it didnt really affect me much. We found out we were pregnant again in Feb 07. My pregnancy was going great, had morning sickness but thats about it. We had an ultrasound and saw the baby, which really relaxed me and I thought I was past the worst of it, that nothing can go wrong now. But man was I wrong! At my next ultrasound (18 weeks 4 days) we figured something was wrong, the tech was really quiet and Evan noticed that on one of the pics she typed STM? (stomach), and took more pics that usual, but i didnt think anything was wrong because she told us it was a boy and that was all i could think about. My family was going to be complete now. The next day I went for my monthly ob/gyn appointment and my doc told me that my son has a hernia in his diaphragm and I would have to see a specialist. So she refered us and after 2 weeks i got in to see him. He told us that our son had a birth defect called Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH) where theres a hernia in his diaphragm allowing organs from his abdominal cavity into his lung cavity. It occurs 1 in every 2200 births(about 2-3 a year where i live) but we have never heard of it before now! He didnt know how bad it was so he sent us for another ultrasound a week later. The u/s tech told us it would be longer, about 30-45 minutes) I started getting worried when a hour passed and they were still taking pics, after 1 hour and 45 min they were done and I waited for the results from my sepcialist. He told us that our son has no left lung because it was so compressed and that there was severe strain on his heart. He then began to talk about induction and how if we waiting to term our son would be hooked up to machines for a long time and have numerous surgeries, but wanted us to see another doc too. Some drama insued with this doctor and then 2 weeks later we went to see the other specialist, where we FINALLY got some straight answers. Our son was in the bottom section of the poor prognosis category with only a 10% survival rate. After talking with her, we decided to induce the following tuesday when I was 24 weeks.
On july 4 our son was born sleeping at 2:46 am weighing 530 grams and was 30 cm long.
**edited to say that once the autopsy was done on our son, it turns out both of his lungs were compressed so his chance of survival would have been close to none, you can live off one perfect lung, but two imperfect lungs is a death sentence(as the jerky 1st specialst told us)**

Before I tell my story I want to tell you ladies that you are all great, and although I am sad you too have expierenced the pain I have, I am glad I am not alone and have ppl who understand what I am going through. Thanks so much and sorry for all of your loses.

Well my name is Christy (21) and I am married to Jimmy (23). We got married July 1 2005 and we werent planning on having a baby just yet but wasnt being careful either. We actually were having unprotected sex for 2 years and didnt get pregnant. So in November we decided to go get checked out to see if anything was wrong, (we wasnt trying yet but just wondering so when we did) well after our first appt, I noticed I felt really really sick and decided to take a extra test we had laying around. I prayed that I was pregnant just bc I sort of thought I was ready for a baby. And what do you know the test said positive. I started crying out of happiness and being scared at the same time. I went out and told my husband who was playing video games that I needed to tell him something, then I started crying and told him while laying my head in his lap, he didnt believe me at first, and I told him to look at the test and he was soo excited he wanted to call everyone right away. I said no no lets take another test, so 2 home test later and a trip to a free clinic, I finally told him he could call his parents. I never seen him so excited in my life, and it just made me more excited. Well I had some HORRIBLE morning sickness that finally went away at 4-5 mths and we found out we were having a little girl. We named her Arianna Renee and bought almost all the stuff for her. Well at 34 weeks and 5 days on June 22, 2006 I woke up with some back ache (I had went to the hospital SEVERAL times before this for pain and was told it was nothing and to take a tylenol) so I figured I would see if it went away, and finally it hurt so bad I decided to take a tylenol and take a warm bath. In the bath I started bleeding (I called for my husband who was talking to his brother bc it was his b-day) and he got me a towel and I stood up and blood clots the size of my hand were pouring out of me, I knew something was very wrong and soo scared, but still hopeful. So we rushed to the hospital, and everytime I would stand up blood would pour out. I was soo scared. They took me in right away and started looking for the heartbeat......nothing, I knew right away but didnt want to admit it, but then they brought in the u/s and confirmed it. I just broke down and started crying and my husband did too. They seen that my bp was high and later confirmed that I had severe preeclampsia and that my placenta had abrupted. I was showing all the signs of it throughout my pregnancy but was told the signs were normal from bad doctors, and it being my first pregnancy I believed them like an idiot. So on June 23rd (the day before my 20th birthday) I delivered her at 12:03 pm and she weighed 4 lbs 6 oz and was 17 inches long. I couldnt see her though bc I was really sick and was on mag sulfate which messed up my eyes. I ended up staying in the hospital for 2 weeks receiving blood and really sick. I got out of the hospital on our 1 year anniversary and we went to our home state Oklahoma (We live in Hawaii bc husband is in the army) and burried our little girl. We had an open casket so I actually seen her and she was so beautiful and it was the worse time of my life. I did get pics in the hospital but she is all wrinkly bc she was in my water for awhile.

I am now almost 20 weeks pregnant with a little boy and I am really scared. I have had some bleeding at 12 weeks for a week and a lot of bad cramping with this pregnancy. I also found out I have a blood clotting problem (that I also had during my pregnancy with Arianna and it showed up on the labs, but no one told me) and I am now taking shots in the belly and aspirin everyday. The same thing can happen again if I am not watched well, and I am just ready to be done with this pregnancy just so I can know the outcome, but I am happy that I am pregnant and hope at the end I will have a healthy little boy. My husband had to really really talk me into trying again and we got it the first time when he came home from Iraq for 2 weeks, and I found out while he was on the way back to Iraq.

Sorry if my story seemed long.

*Copied from Ginger's thread...*

My name is Jess, I'm 22 and my bf Eder is 23, we live in Toronto, Ont.

On Dec. 9th we found out that we would be having a "Trojan Baby", and while we were scared because it was a surprise, we were absolutely ecstatic that we were going to have a baby. My whole life has revolved around having children so it didn't really matter to me when they got here!
My pregnancy was perfect, except a little brown spotting around 14 weeks. 2 days before our "big ultrasound" my Dr. even said "Wow, you are having the perfect pregnancy!" ... Little did we know...
When we went in for our ultrasound the only thing I thought they would check for was the sex and growth to make sure my dates were right, I always thought that if there was something wrong with my baby God would have noticed and taken them back. When the ultrasound tech didn't show us anything but his head and his back on the screen I was angry but didn't think much of it because I was completely ignorant to what "should" have happened.
The next day my Dr. told me there was something wrong with our son, but she wasn't sure what because she had never seen results like ours before. 2 weeks later I had an apt at the Special Pregnancy Unit at a nearby hospital where they asked us health questions about every one we've ever come in contact with, followed by an hour long ultrasound, and the Dr. telling us our son was going to die. After 3 more ultrasounds, and 30 Dr.'s and specialist reviewing our case not one person could tell us what the condition was, only that it was lethal and we had to decide what we wanted to do about our broken baby... Just like that, my life ended. My whole purpose was to keep this baby safe and bring him into the world and I failed. I can remember the nurse saying "You have to remember, these babies are just millions of cells reproducing themselves, it's no one's fault. It's amazing when something doesn't go wrong..."

Our son Jayce was born sleeping on April 18th, 2007, weighing 480 grams and measuring 27 cms long...

The link for his page is in my profile...

My name is Ginger and I am 28 and live in BC. My husband and I had a healthy baby girl on June 13, 07. On June 30, 07 Kaili just stopped breathing in my arms. I thought she had gas so was rubbing her back cuddling her for about 20 minutes when something just did not feel right. I yelled at Sean that she was not breathing and he started CPR and I called 911. It was over 40 with no breathing or heartbeat that Kaili went. When they finally got the heartbeat back they called for us to be air lifted to Edmonton. At that time Kaili still was not breathing on her own. We spent 5 days in the NICU with Kaili before taking her off life support because she went to long without oxygen and she was brain dead. The doctors narrowed it down to a strange form of SIDS that happened during the day or silent / pneumonial aspiration. I personally think it was SIDS and the aspiration came from Sean doing CPR because scary stuff came out of her mouth and nose... LOTS of scary stuff. Sean and Kaili are my heroes!! Sean for doing CPR and continuing to do it and Kaili for having such a STRONG heart that she came back and gave us a bit more time with her... also for her heart being soooooo strong she was able to donate her valves & stems and help out 2 little babies.

I have a Care Page for Kaili while in the hospital so if anyone would like that link, please PM me with your email address.

That is my story...

Ginger

My name is Vanessa. I am 20 years old and have had 2miscarriages and 1 stilbirth in the past 3years. The first M/C happened March 2005, I was approximately 5weeks pregnant. Then my daughter was stillborn on June 16, 2006, at 34 weeks due to Congenital Cytomegalovirus (CMV) Infection. The Second M/C was May 2007, I was approximately 6weeks pregnant. The first pregnancy was the result of a rape (before I had decided to go on BC and have sex) my daughter was a "pill baby", and the 3rd was a "NuvaRing baby."

My Husband and I are not yet TTC but hopefully he will agree to it soon.


the tattoo I got for my daughter on July 7, 2007.

Hi Ladies

I'm Stephanie from Ontario, Canada. I'm 32 years old and I have a 10 year old son.
I have lost 2 boys over the past few years. The first was June 10, 2002. I was approximately 16 weeks. I had a lot of bleeding early on in my pregnancy but test after test showed my baby was fine. The weekend before I had an odd discharge and then Sunday my water broke. The hospital sent me home and said it would happen but that they didnt know when. I ended up delivering my son early Monday morning at my parents however the placenta wouldn't come out so off I went back to the hospital with my baby between my legs. I ended up having a d&c. I decided that I would never put myself through that again......until we decided last fall to try again. On January 30 I woke and knew right away that I was pregnant however we didnt test until Feb 2. My pregnancy was perfect, zero problems! May 11 at 17w5d I woke with cramps and discharge with a little bit of blood. I went to the hospital with my mom and as soon as I got there I was having contractions every 3 mins. I watched my sons heartbeat on the ultrasound machine. The tech then did a transvaginal ultrasound and immediately he said to the nurse "I'm going to help you bring her back right away"...I knew it wasn't good but I still didnt expect to lose my baby. The doctor then came in and told me the horrible news..my waterbag was budging and going to break any minute....all I could do was scream and cry and cover my face yelling no, no, no. Both of my sons were absolutely gorgeous and I got to spend a few hours with them. Both have been buried....the first by the hospital and the second we were given the chance and had him buried between my grandparents.
I have went for some tests...blood test and MRI and ultrasound....they all came back good....I was then sent for some further blood tests and still haven't received those.
My doctor thinks that it may be an incompetent cervix but we can't confirm that unless I get pregnant again.

Copied from my other post:
My name is Mandie I'm 25, My husband is Chris and he is 26. We found out on Dec 10th that I was pregnant. It wasn't something we planned, but some of the best things in life happens when you don't plan it. We were really happy, we called our parents that night and told them. I told my grandparents once I found out. 5 days later, I came home for lunch went to use the bathroom and when I wiped, I saw very very light brown. My body went numb, and I called my friend in the bathroom and told her I was bleeding. I called Chris, whikle Manda called her mom to ask her what she thought we should do. Her mom thought it was old blood, but to call my doctor first. My doctors office, wouldn't see me. They said I was too early. I had already been to the doctor on the 10th to confirm the pregnancy and had already made my first 2 appointments. I was told to go to the ER. I waited in the ER for 1 1/2 hours untill they told me, there were 25 people in front of me. I again called my OBGYN, since they were right next to the ER, I got another nurse, who was very nice and told me to come in. My doctor gave me an ultrasound and we didn't see anything, which we expected since I was approx 4-5 weeks. They told me to wait it out. The doctor was nice, but told me he thought I was miscarriage. They took some blood and told me to keep my wellness appoint. So on wednesday, I showed up for my wellness appointment, almost sure that I had miscarried, well they got my numbers back and I was at 55 on Friday, my monday count was 145. Things were looking up, then I started bleeding dark red and passing clots. I countined to give blood till January 25th, with my numbers slowly rising, but never passing, 321. One doctor would tell me that I might be ok and the baby might make it, the other would tell me, no you miscarried.Toward the end of it all, I went to have one last ultrasound, where they lady was very rude, and said, I don't see anything", if you were pregnant, you aren't anymore. I don't know if it was planned or not, but your not pregnant". I left in tears! I know I was pregnant, I had a test that said I was and my beta test said I was. The whole time all this was going on, it was around Christmas, and my job, Christmas is a busy time for us. I was left in a office by my self, while my boss and my co-worker were both out of town. I never got but 1 day off. My boss even yelled at me and said you need to get back to the old Mandie. The truth is since that day, I haven't been the same. I don't expect I will. Chris and I have been trying since Jan 25th, the day my HCG level went down to 9, to concieve again. It took my body 15+ weeks to get my first AF, since April the month of my first AF. I have only had 2 cycles. It's hard, because you see other woman, become pregnant so soon afterwords and yet my body isn't back to normal yet. I have an appointment on the 7th of August to talk with my doctor. I am sorry for everyone's loss. I am very happy that I have ladies like you to talk with.

Hi, I'm Melissa and I live in (blah) northern Indiana. I found out I was pregnant with my third baby in April of 2006, my pregnancy was very routine and uneventful. I was planning a home birth and my midwife doesn't send me in for an u/s unless I request one or she has reason to believe that we need one. Everything seemed normal until the last couple weeks when I was measuring 2 cm smaller than I should have been but it was still in the normal range. She checked to see if I had started dilating on December 20 (I was due on the 23rd) and I was only a 1 which seemed strange for my third baby. Something also moved away from my cervix so she was afraid that the baby was breach and sent me in for an ultrasound. The doctor and u/s tech were very quiet and I knew something wasn't right. The doctor then ordered an x-ray and were quiet once again while studying that. He took us back to the exam room and told us that our baby has anencephaly and will not survive. We spent the next few days informing family and getting as much information as possible and praying for a miracle. Anencephaly is a neural tube defect that occurs in about 1 in every 1000 births. Early in pregnancy the neural tube fails to close at the top and the baby's brain and cranial vault never has a chance to develop. The baby does have a brain stem and is able to function like a normal baby while in utero in most cases, but the longest that a baby with anencephaly has lived is a couple months I think. My daughter Isabel died after 15 hours 40 minutes in our arms after being induced and born on December 27, 2006. I am now about 22 weeks pregnant with another girl and so far everything looks good and the doctor thinks she is healthy.

My name is Nicole, 21 from Philadelphia - I lost my son at 39 wks & 5 days. On April 17th I went in for my regular 40 week checkup. The doctor placed the doppler on my belly and couldn't locate a heartbeat -- the doctor kept moving it around and going.. "Oh man.. oh man".. I asked him what the hell was going on and he said, "I don't want to alarm you but I think the baby's gone. Why don't you get dressed and drive down to the hospital for an ultrasound".. Meanwhile, I'm by myself when he says this all and he proceeds to have me drive 20 minutes to the hospital for a second opinion alone, crying hysterically the whole way.. I called my husband and my mother on the way there and asked them to get to the hospital, while trying not to upset them at work. When I got to the hospital they did an ultrasound while I was still alone and confirmed that he was gone. The nurse tried sending me home and said they would call me when they had time to induce me but thankfully by that point my aunt and husband were there and refused to let them send me home. I was induced the following morning and delivered Chase at 6:55pm on April 18th, 7lbs 1oz 20 1/2 inches long. His cause of death was strangulation by the umbilical cord.

Hey I've been on baby gaga since my last pregnancy in 06. Well here is my story




When I was 18 weeks pregnant I went in for an ultrasound to see the sex of the baby and the sonagrapher told the doctor it looked like I had a short cervix so 4 days later the doctor wanted to see me to measure my cervix she said it was normal and everything looked fine.   I was worried though becuz it was a 3 centimeters and I think its suppose to be like 4... I start crying and my doctor calmed me down and she was like everything is fine it's okay if your cervix is a centimeter short it really looks like your going to be okay so after she told me that I felt a lot better before I left she told me if I start experiencing cramping,pressure on my lower stomach,discharge, or bleeding to make an appointment to see her I wish she wouldve given me a cerclage (something I didnt find out until after)

I was 22 weeks pregnant going on 23 and i was just laying down to go to sleep my stomach start hurting so i start sitting up to ease the pain a little bit i never had cramps b4 when i was on my period so this was all new to me i start thinking something was wrong with me but i then i thought i was over reacting because my stomach was only hurting i thought it would go away. In the morning i told my mom i was feeling pressure on my lower stomach so she and i both called the hospital to make appointments

It took the advice nurse hours to return my call when i explained to her that i was having cramps and seeing discharge she told me to drink a lot of water because it sounded like i was dehydrated myself! she also told me to get off my feet! i was like my doctor told me to make an appointment if anything like this happpend because of my cervix problem and she was like well call me 2morrow and lemme no if your still feeling the same way after you drink a lot of water becuase its normal for women to experience early contractions a couple hours after drinking a lot of water and staying off my feet i went 2 the bathroom and noticed i was bleeding my sister rushed me to the hospital( its a hospital right by my house) not the one i normally go to though

they took a urine sample and told me to wipe myself to see how bad i was bleeding they also listened to my babys heart beat....after they looked at my urine they could tell that i had a UTI so they said that explained why i was having contrctions, bleeding, and discharge. now if they would've did an ultrasound they wouldve seen the REAL problem!!!! the next day i called the nurse at my hospital to tell her what had happened she told me i had to see another doctor just to examine me to make everything was okay and to get more medicine for my uti
thats when they did a ultra sound and seen that my cervix had OPENED and i could deliver i had to be rushed to the emergrncy and when i got to the hospital i found out my water bag was ruptured

I had 2 options i could stick in there for my baby and wait to see what happened or they could take her out. The only thing is i had just turned 23 weeks! and they told me chances were real low that she would survive and even if she would survive she would have a lot of medical problems... they knew i would deliver soon because i was already dialating they also told me since my water bag was leaking i could get infected but i still chose to stick in there 4 her i still had HOPE .... because the longer she stayed in there ,she would have better chances of survival rate

I was going through so much pain for days!!!! i could tell the doctors wanted me to let them do what they had to do but i had faith i couldnt just give up the fight for my daughter i had to let nature take its place, after going through all that i became infected and they told me that i had to deliver because me and the baby was in harm because of the infection....

She weighed 1 pound and 3.6 ounces and she was soooo beautiful looking just like her father.


Now Im pregnant with her baby brother and I waiting on september because that's when everything happened last year. I conceived both of my children in april so there due dates are days apart   I hope september flies I'll be 24 weeks sept. 19  

I pray everyday that everything goes fine... I have gotten a cerclage to stitch up my cervix and im on bedrest so pray for me. Im praying for you guys as well  

My name is Loui and i live in Flint. Michigan. When i was 14 i got pregnant with my first baby, a little girl that was going to be named Amariyanna. My then BF and the father wasnt excited about the baby, just worried what his people was gon say. When i was about 4 months i got raped by a person that lived around the corner from me, he took a baseball bat and rammed it on my stomach. almost immediatly i started having severe cramps and bleeding. when i made it home i passed out. When i woke up i was taken to a after hours clinic where i gave birth to a stillborn baby girl. i didnt get to see her or hold her. My then bf didnt even care about our baby or me getting raped. Last summer i met my now boyfriend. We immediately feel for each other. i got pregnant in the end of october/beginning of november. On july 6th, 2007 two days after my 18th b-day i gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Amariyanna My'Angel, we named her that in memory of her two sister, the baby i lost and his baby that misscarried from a rape. I will never forget my first baby but having mari gives me a little comfort.

My name is Cameo, I have 2 healthy children, a 4 y/o son and a daughter who will be 2 on August 31 (my 26th birthday).

My third pregnancy was pretty much identical to that of my first two, textbook pregnancies. The only difference was that we could not hear the heartbeat at 14 weeks, but when I went back in at 16 weeks, there it was, no problem. At 19 weeks, I got into a rush to find a girls name I liked, as we only had a boy name picked until then. At 21 weeks 4 days, I went for my routine ultrasound. My husband wasn't with me, because his boss would not let him take even part of the day of for "something so frivolous as an ultrasound". I went in, and after a few moments, realized something was wrong. The tech wouldn't turn the screen to face me. He didn't say a word to me, just moved the wand for 20 minutes and then moved to the phone and called my doctor. Then he told me to go back over to my doctors office to discuss my "options". I asked what he was talking about, and he said, "I'm sorry, there is no heartbeat, and no movement.".

I went back to my doctors office, which was right across from the hospital, stunned. They ushered me right into a room, no lines no waiting. My doctor came in quickly, and he was teary eyed. He told me how sorry he was, and he held me as I cried my face off. We decided to induce that evening. I went to my Mom's house to pick up my children, and told her. She was as devastated as I was. Then I called my husband at work. He was excited to know how the ultrasound went, and I had to tell him, "Honey, they're inducing me tonight. The baby died.". His boss let him off then.

I checked into the hospital that evening, around 8. I labored all night, and delivered at just after 12:30 in the afternoon on January 9th. She was tiny...but perfect. Five inches long, crown to rump, 1.6 ounces. Perfectly formed in every way, even her girly bits, just in miniature. She stopped growing at 14 weeks, but continued to develop until she passed, the day before my ultrasound. My doctor ordered not only an autopsy, but also a full chromosomal study. The hospital didn't want to do the study, but he demanded it. They could find no reason she stopped growing. They say it was a fluke. My tiny angel Eva.

We were told to wait one cycle before trying again, so we did. Now, when we *actively* try, it doesn't happen all that fast. This time was the exception. I conceived again on March 6th. I was terrified, naturally. I felt the first flutters at just before 12 weeks, and the first actual thump just before 14 weeks. Those both eased my mind, as I never felt Eva move at all. I tried hard not to attach to this baby too much, and we told no one in our lives except my mom, who was my greatest support system when I lost Eva (as she had a stillbirth in 1994 at 32 weeks), and my two closest friends.
Our first appointment, at 14 weeks, we heard the heartbeat. At 16 weeks, I had a dream I was in the hospital, holding a little girl in a pink striped jammie & hat set, and introducing her as Rowan Jade. On July 10th, we had our 20 week ultrasound...and my husband was with my this time. The tech looked for a minute, then turned the screen to show me our normal sized, measuring right at 20 weeks, kicking, squirming baby Girl.

Rowan is a kicky little thing, and I'm SO happy about that, because it's reassuring. I'm still spooked though, and I know I won't fully relax until she's in my arms...November 20th is forever from now.

Hi Ladies, my name is Kerri. I'm 25 and my husband, Bob, is 26. I have a step-daughter who is 5 and we have a son who is 4. My husband and I got married in August of 2005 and decided to wait awhile to have any more children. I wanted to finish my Masters Degree before anymore babies were born because it was VERY hard to have a newborn baby while completing my undergrad coursework. Well, I had my IUD taken out in June of '06 and got pregnant within one week of having it removed. The pregnancy was going well, or so I thought, until I went for a dating ultrasound. I hadn't had a period for over a year due to the IUD so they wanted to give me an estimated due date. I went in for the sono and the tech saw nothing but an empty sac. They said that the sac was measuring 9 weeks, but they wanted me to wait 2 more weeks and have another sono to make sure that I wasn't earlier than I thought. I went back at 11 weeks and the sac was still empty. I met with the dotor and she told me that I could wait it out and miscarry naturally or schedule a d&c. I am a teacher and school was starting in two weeks, so I scheduled a d&c because I did not want the miscarriage to start while in front of a class full of 9th graders! So, on August 28, 2006 at 11 weeks I had my d&c.

The doctor told me to wait a full three cycles before I tried to get pregnant again. I was good and I listened to the doctor's orders. When it was time to start trying again, I messed up the first month (December) and missed the day I ovulated. In January I conceived right away but at 5 weeks my pregnancy symptoms went away. I called the doctor and they sent me for some bloodwork. My hcg levels were at 27 and the nurse told me that was VERY low but she wanted to me go back in 2 days for the second test. After finding out that my levels were so low, I went home after work and began spotting and then bleeding. It was not very painful physically but it was emotionally. I passed the bay naturally and my second set of bloodwork showed an hcg level of 5. I went in for a sono to make sure all of the tissue had passed and it did. The doctor told me to wait another 2 full cycles before trying again.

After one cycle, I got antsy and wanted to ttc again. My husband was a little leary but he told me that if I felt it was okay then he would be on board. I conceived right away and am now 22 weeks pregnant with a healthy baby girl.

I just want to wish all of you ladies good luck and just know that it will happen!!

Hey everyone, I'm Tara and I'm 20. Me and my husband have been married for 2 years now.

When I was 15 years old I became pregnant from a rape (the guy was prosecuted and has been sent to prison for 16 years). I was sent to foster care not too long after that and I miscarried sometime in my 1st trimester. I don't know exactly how far along I was as my period wasn't normal and they didn't really tell me anything when I went to the ER. I never told anyone about my first miscarriage or pregnancy untill very recently because I was so ashamed, but am so glad that I was finally able to "come clean" and have the support of my family.

This second pregnancy I had no problems concieving. I found out I was pregnant a few days after my fil passed away. I had problems with pre-term labor right from the start. I had two threatened miscarriages and then full- blown pre-term labor at 20 some odd weeks. I had to have shots to stop the labor. Then at 34 weeks my water started leaking, although the docs weren't excatly sure that that was it untill I was 38 weeks along. At 38 weeks I was admitted for induction due to low amniotic fluid and my son's heartbeat was irratic. When I went into labor his heartrate dropped allmost immediatly into the 60's range and I ended up with a c-section. The whole pregnancy was a fight, but once he was out he was perfect.

I never imagined that I would have to fight so hard to keep my children. I was sure I would have lost the second one had it not been for the grace of God.