I went back a week later for a scan (again on my own) to be told it hadn’t grown and there was no heartbeat. Last July I had a similar experience, our first round of IVF and at my first reassurance scan - I was on my own because of Covid restrictions to be told it was measuring small at 7 and a half weeks and they could only see a faint flicker of a heartbeat, similarly I was told it could go either way but certainly they seemed to be suggesting it was unlikely to be good news. We listened to the Science again.I am so sorry to hear this Capps8. I cried quiet tears as he told us this was a very rare case and one he had only seen a couple of times in his 29 years of practice. It was at that appointment that our OB told us as best he could how science explained what happened with our baby.with what he truly believed was a healthy pregnancy. Because the last time we were here, I was pregnant. But when we pulled up to the clinic, panic gripped my throat. And the hardest part was that I had no idea it would be difficult. Going back for my post-op appointment was one of those hard days. Some days are normal and I'm thankful for that. Even now, as I write this 6 weeks later, tears flood my face. I'm not going to pretend like everything was butterflies and rainbows after that because it wasn't. "My ways are higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts." (Isaiah 55:9) In the middle of all of our questions and misunderstandings, my husband spoke this verse quietly to me. But I did hear God clearly speak to my heart over the next few days as we grieved heavily. To say that I understand any of that, even as I write this now, would be a lie. Why not miscarry at 5 weeks when we went in with our first major scare?
Why does a doctor declared miracle turn into miscarriage? I remember leaving the clinic wondering how on earth we were supposed to explain this. I remember the private moments our precious OB shared with us, the prayers that were shared, the tears that were shed together, and the questions that were left unanswered for all of us. I remember feeling such shock and grief that I didn't even have words or know what to even ask. 7 weeks and 4 days later our baby had died. Just 4 days after our miracle, there was no life left in our baby. Monday morning came without a care in the world and left with the a heavy weight on our shoulders.
I remember the next few days flying by quickly. Our OB was very optimistic, but wanted to keep a close eye on Mommy and baby, so we scheduled our next ultrasound 4 days later. And this time when Science didn't have the answers to explain this, God did.īecause the Science of God is unexplainable. When Science didn't give our baby a chance, God did. It's our little miracle right there." And there was our baby's beating heart at 7 weeks. So, you can only imagine our tears of joy when our local doctor did another ultrasound that Thursday and said, "Well look at that. The next 3 days were a blur of prayers, shock, prayers, tears and more prayers. Science explained exactly what happened and why and Science didn't give this baby a chance. The next few minutes were spent talking about causes and treatment plans for miscarriages. We had a huge scare a week earlier and were terrified of losing the baby, but learned from our local doctor that everything was fine and on track.Īfter talking with our fertility specialist who had delivered this awful news to us, we decided it would be reasonable to do another ultrasound to be sure.but the doctor's message was clear: It was over. To say we were in shock was an understatement. That's what we were told on June 19, 2017, just a few weeks after we had found out we were pregnant from our 4th round of IVF just for this child.
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