October 12, 2013 is a day I will never forget. It is the day
I lost our baby. The Lord really didn’t give me much time to sit around and
grieve because I was so busy with packing and moving. When November 10 came and I hadn’t had a period I starting worrying. (which is crazy- it had
only been 4 weeks and sometimes it can take up to 8 to get a period after a miscarriage).
Now don’t get me wrong- we were NOT…I repeat NOT trying to get pregnant. I was
terrified of getting pregnant. I had decided that we would get settled into new
house, get involved, make friends then try again. Ascher was still young! So it
had been 4 weeks and I wanted to start just so I would know my body was doing
what it was supposed to and I didn’t have to start worrying about not having
regular cycles/ovulating properly. But I wasn’t showing any signs of starting.
Sunday evening I ran to the pizza place by the apartment,
ordered a pizza and walked over to Target while I waited for pizza to be ready.
I picked up a pregnancy test and went back to pick up pizza. This whole time
Justin thinks Im crazy and just wasted $8. I said well technically only $4,
because I only needed to take one to prove I wasn’t pregnant. We ate dinner,
hung out, picked up the apartment a little. My plan was to wait until morning
and take it but I just couldn’t. I went and took it and when those two lines
appeared I cried. I think my tears were pure fear. I took the test out to the
living room of our little apartment shaking crying. Justin and I had already
discussed that regardless of the outcome I would probably cry. If it was
negative, I would cry because of the baby that was no longer there. If it was positive,
I would cry because omg. So Justin had no clue when I came out if I was crying
because positive or negative. Even though he was just like me and thought for
sure it was negative. So when I showed him the test he still didn’t believe it.
He thought that maybe it was leftover hormones still showing up from the last
pregnancy. That’s when I had to confess that a few days earlier I had taken my
last test I had from the last baby and it was negative. And now a test is
showing positive. No way could it be the other baby. Of course, Justin being
Justin still didn’t believe it. Neither did I really. It was all happening so
fast. I was terrified. My body still hadn’t worked itself out. I still hadn’t had
a period (since before getting off birth control). But I guess I made plans and
God said alright Lauren…here is the REAL plan. MY plan.
So the week that followed I took two more tests. The 10th was the Sunday and the line was faint but it was there.
The 12th I
took a digital test and it said YES! (sad they don’t stay lit up YES forever)
and then on the 14th took first response and the pregnant line was
darker than the control!!
I WAS THRILLED!! I couldn't hold it in any longer. We
told our family via facetime and skype that night. (the 14th)
The 14th I had my blood taken- my HCG levels were
486 and my progesterone was a 19. Now, if you remember back to the baby we
lost. My progesterone wasn't even a 10 at 8 weeks. Now, this baby is a 19 at 4
weeks! I was ecstatic and cried. (go figure). I had to go back on Saturday and
get my blood taken again to make sure it was normal rise before the doc would
see me. So I went on Saturday and my nurse is so fabulous she called the
hospital for me Saturday evening to check my results and HALLEJIAUH! A normal
rise!!
Finally on the 19th we had our first doc appt. I
was terrified. What if I got in there and there was no heartbeat or no baby at
all. I go in and there it is. A little dot on the screen. Too early to see a
heartbeat but there was a baby. (I was 5 weeks 2 days).
On the way
home I stopped and got a smoothie. Well this place always puts up scripture/Godly quotes on
their sign and this particular day was so perfect I cried when I read it. He is
so so so good.
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It says- Give thanks to the Lord for his Goodness and Greatness. He is Worthy. |
up next:
Weeks 4-6,
Weeks 7-11,
Weeks 12, 13, 14, & 15.
(I still have to catch up on November, December & January...slowly but surely)