Saturday, July 02, 2005
February, 2004 - The happiest month of my life.
Will was on a business trip in CT when I found out the news. My period was so regular at that time - I had not started my period on the morning of day 28. After work I went home, took a test and it was positive! I could not believe it! This wasn't even difficult - it happened so fast. It was just how it was all supposed to be!
As I tried to breathe I drove to my parents and on my way calling my friend from high school who already had three kids of her own. I was about the only person left out of the aprox. 25 girls in my senior class that did not have a child. Amy was thrilled for me. My parents were shocked - they made me go to another drug store and buy another brand of home pregnancy test (HPT's.) Three HPT's later - we were convinced I was pregnant.
We called my sister in Los Angeles, I called my friends, Will called his family in KY and we went to my Grandma's house to surprise her with the good news. Everyone was ecstatic!
I told my boss and friend, Addison, the next day at work. I wanted to tell everyone in the office. He cautioned me though and said - "Shana, you never know what will happen, wait 12 weeks." I thought - you're crazy - nothing has ever happened to any child in my family with the exception of my sister (we are still trying to figure out what happened to her!) Joke - Colleen I Love You! But in all seriousness - I come from a long line of fertile women!! I stayed hush around the office, feeling nauseous in my back corner, eating all of my healthy food like a good pregnant woman should do.
Will came home from CT that weekend and I surprised him with a bag. Inside contained all of the positive pregnancy tests and an "I Love My Daddy" bib. At first he looked at the contents like - what the heck is this?!?!? The it clicked. In front of numerous passengers we hugged and were happy. All gave us their best wishes. This extraordinary time lasted approximately 30 days. Until March 30, 2004 when we had our first ultrasound appointment. That is when my doctor made a face I will never forget.
At approximately 8 weeks pregnant, I expected to see a small baby like being on the monitor. I expected joyfulness, laughter, excitement - all of the things new parents should experience. Instead Will and I were shown a spot on the screen that was our baby and its heart - the heart was not beating. We would have to terminate the pregnancy.
Will was on a business trip in CT when I found out the news. My period was so regular at that time - I had not started my period on the morning of day 28. After work I went home, took a test and it was positive! I could not believe it! This wasn't even difficult - it happened so fast. It was just how it was all supposed to be!
As I tried to breathe I drove to my parents and on my way calling my friend from high school who already had three kids of her own. I was about the only person left out of the aprox. 25 girls in my senior class that did not have a child. Amy was thrilled for me. My parents were shocked - they made me go to another drug store and buy another brand of home pregnancy test (HPT's.) Three HPT's later - we were convinced I was pregnant.
We called my sister in Los Angeles, I called my friends, Will called his family in KY and we went to my Grandma's house to surprise her with the good news. Everyone was ecstatic!
I told my boss and friend, Addison, the next day at work. I wanted to tell everyone in the office. He cautioned me though and said - "Shana, you never know what will happen, wait 12 weeks." I thought - you're crazy - nothing has ever happened to any child in my family with the exception of my sister (we are still trying to figure out what happened to her!) Joke - Colleen I Love You! But in all seriousness - I come from a long line of fertile women!! I stayed hush around the office, feeling nauseous in my back corner, eating all of my healthy food like a good pregnant woman should do.
Will came home from CT that weekend and I surprised him with a bag. Inside contained all of the positive pregnancy tests and an "I Love My Daddy" bib. At first he looked at the contents like - what the heck is this?!?!? The it clicked. In front of numerous passengers we hugged and were happy. All gave us their best wishes. This extraordinary time lasted approximately 30 days. Until March 30, 2004 when we had our first ultrasound appointment. That is when my doctor made a face I will never forget.
At approximately 8 weeks pregnant, I expected to see a small baby like being on the monitor. I expected joyfulness, laughter, excitement - all of the things new parents should experience. Instead Will and I were shown a spot on the screen that was our baby and its heart - the heart was not beating. We would have to terminate the pregnancy.
