Friday, November 8, 2013

8 weeks

No matter how you count it, it's 8 weeks today. 

Before Katie I had a miscarriage and had to have a D&E at 13 weeks. The baby had stopped developing at 8 weeks, but my doctor explained that because I wanted so badly to be pregnant, my body held on for longer than it should have. The anesthesiologist said it was the saddest thing he had witnessed because I cried from the moment they gave me the anesthetic until long after I woke up. He kept wiping tears during te procedure. 

I remember being 8 weeks pregnant with Katie, thankful for morning sickness which proved I was still pregnant. I remember that 8 week ultrasound because my doctor wanted me to know that everything was okay. 

Eight weeks I was on pins and needles, waiting. Dreaming of Katie. I knew from the pregnancy test that it was a girl and we would name her Katherine and call her Katie. 

Eight weeks of anticipation and love. 

Now eight weeks of love and sorrow.  

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