To say that we are overwhelmed is an understatement. First we had the good news that I was pregnant and then we suffered what we were told was another miscarriage. But there's a new exciting development. Let me back up.
On July 6th, I had a sonogram to confirm my pregnancy. Everything looked great. I had already adjusted how I was working on the schooner (no serious pulling, no climbing aloft, and no cranking the anchor) and how I was eating (limited lobster, no caffeine, no deli meat, no unpasteurized cheese, etc.). I was getting to bed early and getting as much rest as possible.
On July 18th, I experienced some bleeding and went to the ER where they diagnosed a "threatened miscarriage" and sent me home. We visited our regular doctor on Monday morning, the 20th just prior to leaving for a week-long trip to ensure that we knew what was going on. Our regular sonogram technician was on vacation so we were rushed over to the hospital for a sonogram there. I knew something wasn't right when the technician hadn't said anything five minutes into the procedure. I finally spoke up and said, "You're not finding anything, are you?" The technician apologized and said that she was not. She continued looking for quite a while and finally called a second technician to take a look. She didn't find anything either.
We went back to our regular doctor's office and I was consulted on how to proceed during the week and what symptoms to look for when determining if I needed emergency care during the miscarriage. I was going to be out on the water after all and not near immediate medical care. We scheduled a follow-up appointment for August 3rd where a final sonogram was to be done to determine that the miscarriage was complete.
I took a half hour at our house after receiving the news, called my parents, and had a good cry before trying to compose myself enough to go to the boat and get underway. Brian packed up all the little baby stuff we had purchased already along with my pregnancy journals and put them in the attic so I wouldn't have to see them when I returned home at the end of the week. He also contacted a couple licensed captains to make sure we could continue the trip should I need to leave the boat for emergency medical care.
August 3rd finally came and I went off by myself to have my follow-up sonogram. Almost immediately I saw a blob on the screen and my first thought was, "Great. I'm going to have to have a D&C to take care of that remaining tissue." I was freaking out to think I'd have to go through that when the sonogram tech said, "Here's a little baby." I said, "What?!??!???" She said, "Oh yeah." and started pointing out all the little parts. She measured the femur, the waist, the head, and showed me the heartbeat. I kept saying, "But, but, but, but..." I started crying and saying I just didn't understand. Brian had not gone with me because we thought it was just going to be that follow up to the miscarriage. While the tech went to get my midwife she let me use the phone to tell Brian to come. We're still just shaking our heads in disbelief. The tech said that she is very familiar with my uterus and knew where to look and that the baby was "hiding behind a fibroid."
I was pretty freaked out when I realized some of the stuff I have done over the last two weeks. I started working on the boat as if I was no longer pregnant. I was pulling on lines and cranking the anchor again. I started drinking soda and hot chocolate again (caffeine). I took ibuprofen because of the pain the first week. The tech and the midwife assured me not to worry but to start acting pregnant again.
I'm simply flabbergasted! I'm disappointed that the two different techs at the hospital couldn't find the baby but I'm willing to overlook that now that we have this great news (and they've apologized profusely and waived the fee for that sonogram). I just wish we hadn't had to go through that unnecessary stress and grief.
So there you have it...a major "up" on our baby roller coaster ride. I'm 12 weeks 5 days today and we're still on track for the 2/14/10 due date.
We hope we only have good news to report from now on and we're pretty sure our miracle baby will especially like hide-and-go-seek and peek-a-boo!
Thanks to everyone for the cards, emails, and prayers.
Our miracle baby.