I need to tell my story.... I found out Valentine's Day that I was pregnant. It was a surprise. I was scared but happy. After a while It grew to excitement. We had an ultrasound and saw that there was indeed a baby. Seeing our baby made me so happy and excited. Told the kids on Easter. They were excited. Then on April 19th we had another ultrasound and our world came crashing down. They found the baby had hygroma and hydrops (fluid where it shouldn't be). They sent us straight to Boston to have further testing done. They did another ultrasound. We say our baby. Our lil Moo looked like a baby. We could see the hands and feet. The profile of our babies face. Our baby was moving around like crazy and kicking his/her feet. I couldn't believe how much movement there was and how in love I could be. Then I hear the dr say they see the same thing. The ultrasound tech says that she even possibly sees a heart defect. I break down. My baby who isn't even out of my womb is dying. The do a CVS test (they take a piece of my placenta to send for testing) and Mike holds me and comfort me while I do this test for our baby. When we are done the dr sends us home and says that the test results will be back in about 2 weeks but that we will get The Puliminary results in 2 days. Less if it comes back positive. I hate waiting but hoped that it took longer to come back. In about a week we got the results back that our baby had trisomy 18. We were given the choice to wait till I miscarried, terminate, or see if we carried to term and watch our baby die. On Thur 5/4 we lost our baby. It is the hardest this I have ever gone threw. I will always love our baby. I am a mother of 3. Just one of our babies now has wings.It hurts so much.