🌈 Finally, it’s really happening!!!

My husband and I have been on this journey since last summer, we got pregnant and I told him Valentine’s Day weekend.

We were so excited! We waited to tell our family until our first ultrasound, but that moment never came. We miscarried on 3/4. A day I will always remember as the worst day of my life. I remember thinking I could never fill the hole in my heart or my then empty belly. I was so upset I never even got to see my little jelly bean in my belly and felt absolutely lost.

After two weeks, my husband and I did the deed, not aiming to get pregnant, and more to feel close to each other and heal in other ways. After, I had to fly out of the country for a week. In that week outside of the country, my body decided to ovulate and create life.

I tested positive on 4/14 and honestly didn’t know how to feel. My first thought was, “is this still our angel that we lost?” The doctor didn’t want to get our hopes up either, but after our levels came back strong, he sent us for an ultrasound.

Today, we saw what we weren’t able to see with our little angel we lost: a picture and a heartbeat. To all of our surprise, after miscarrying barely 9 weeks ago, we are 8x4 weeks along, with a healthy heartbeat of 172. For the first time in weeks since we’ve found out, I’ve cried not tears of worry but tears of joy. The Lord works in mysterious ways and I can only pray that this pregnancy goes well, but at least I’ve seen my baby.

For all those women that are TTC after a MC, I am saying a special prayer for you. You are stronger and know pain that no mother should have to feel. And yes, you ARE a mother to an angel and should feel no less. Keep fighting and baby dust to all 🌈🧚🏻‍♀️🤰🏼