MrZoot told me I was not allowed to be funny with this entry. So. No funny business.
I woke up this morning to a good portion of bleeding. Including at least one clot. This was about 5:15am. My doctor’s office opens at 8:15, so we had 3 hours to assume the worst. I cried, and screamed, and cried, and screamed some more. We went to the doctor’s office at 9:45 for an ultrasound.
The baby is still alive and moving around. We cried even more when we saw him just rolling over and doing fine. Unfortunately, they also saw a huge blood clot the size of the baby, right above my placenta. So, as of right now, the baby is fine. BUT – that blood clot is not a good sign. It could be nothing related to the baby or the pregnancy, and could dissolve back into the uterus not problem. Or – this pregnancy could be on the way out and we are on the verge of a miscarriage. As of right now? We can’t tell.
But – we saw the baby move, we saw the heartbeat, and for now, we are counting our blessings and holding on to whatever hope we can.
I am on bedrest today. If no more bleeding occurs, I can go to work tomorrow, but must be resting the remaining of the days. My next ultrasound is at 8:45am Thursday morning and then, they’ll be able to tell us more.
Keep us in your prayers. We have hit the lowest of lows and the highest of highs all in just about six hours. We gave up and mourned the loss or our baby, and then we saw hope again with the motion of our baby. It’s been a rough day.
But we’re home, we have fresh fruit, sweet animals, and at least a dozen episodes of MacGyver recorded on our TiVo. We’ll be fine.