This baby wasn’t meant to be
After 6 weeks in pink clouds and the most happy state I ever have been in with visits to the ultrasound, hearing a tiny heartbeat, seeing already arms and legs on a tiny embryo I started to bleed a bit.
That can happen and doesn’t mean something bad is going to follow.
In our case unfortunately something bad followed.
“There is no heartbeat!”
These words were touching me again at the core of my being like the positive test I held in my hand 6 weeks earlier – only this time it wasn’t the happy touch but the sad touch.
Our baby has no heartbeat anymore – we won’t have a baby boy or girl at the end of November around my own birthday, why is this happening, did I something wrong, is it my fault, all these thoughts were running wildly through my mind while my husband was asking what we need to do now, how will it go on, the little embryo cannot remain in my belly.
You get options and from the first second it was clear for me that there is only one option for me – let my body do the work. It’s a complete natural process and I didn’t want to go to a hospital, get a surgery with all those risks, I wanted the natural way to be sure everything else is still there and nobody cuts too much.
As we surely knew already then that this is not the end of our baby story and that a new pregnancy happens often soon afterwards this decision was easy made.
The coming weeks weren’t easy but worth it. I had time to let go, time to give my body the rest it needs, time to recover, physically and psychically.
After the so called little birth we went to the gynecologist to check if all is fine and yes, it was.
I have to say that I’m really proud of my body. A human body is a wonder, it can do much much more than we imagine. We should trust our bodies more often instead of going the way which looks easier. The little nest was empty, all that belonged to our baby was gone but the nest was still there and ready to be filled again.
This thought of having built a tiny cosy nest for a sibling was easing my mind and made sense. Our baby was surely not OK, otherwise it would’ve stayed to grow but it had a very important task in his/her life – it prepared a home for a brother or sister to settle in.
I am so sorry, that is such a devastating experience, my thoughts are with you. It sounds like you’re in a positive state of mind though!
Yes, it was a sad experience but for me everything in life has a sense and it seems as if this one had to go so that our son could follow, grow and live. I won’t forget and am grateful as I know how fragile life is.
I love that you’ve taken this experience and made it into something so positive!! That’s the best way to live life.
It indeed is and such a blessing followed. I’m always saying it prepared the nest for my son to settle in.
That is a beautiful way to think of it 🙂