So, a few months back, I talked about the fact that we were planning a third pregnancy despite the fact that some family and friends felt that we should stop at two. Well, we did get pregnant and were so excited that we told everyone of our happy news at 6 weeks. Little did we know that 4 weeks later we would be telling everyone the sad news that we were losing our baby. I had an early ultrasound in order to date the pregnancy when the technician told us that the baby had stopped growing at 6 weeks. We were devastated
After many tests and doctor visits, it was clear that we had suffered a "missed miscarriage" and we had to take the necessary steps to end the pregnancy. We told Nicholas that the baby in mommy's tummy (whom he named "Frank") had gone to Heaven. I'm not sure he fully understood, but he assured us that we'd have another baby growing in mommy's tummy. Out of the mouths of babes.
Blair has been great these past 3 days and I know its really been hard for him. He tries to hide his tears from me, but I know that this has been as hard on him as it has been on me. I do know that I could not go through this without him. I realize how much I love him and how he loves me. We will get pregnant again and we will have a healthy, strong baby. I thank my family and friends for all of their love and support during this difficult time and I am especially grateful for Blair. I love you.
