Miracle at 30
So here I find myself 2 days away from my 30th birthday and 23 weeks preggo with our first child. My husband Brad and I just celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary on July 7th and the best gift we had was Brad being able to feel Emma kick for the first time. We originally started trying to get pregnant a year after we got married in 2003. Brad was shipped off to Iraq 14 hrs after our "wedding" at the courthouse in Valdosta GA where we were stationed at Moody AFB. We had been together for 4 years and decided that we just couldn't wait for a traditional ceremony when an unknown fate was staring us in the face. So with just our love as our witness (and a stranger from the courthouse), with our family and friends hundreds of miles away we said "I do". 8 months later....to our delight we found out a few weeks after he got back home that we did concieve. To our horror an additional few weeks after that we found out we lost our baby. 1st loss 2004. A few months later we got some good news that Brad would be transfering (PCS) back up to Fairchild AFB minutes outside of Spokane WA where I'm from and we met. The thrill of going home provided a much needed distraction from our grief. But grief would not release us from it's grip that easily. A few months after settling in back home we again found out that we were expecting. This time however the joy was shadowed by fear. And the fear was a sign of things to come. 2nd loss 2006. We were staying with my parents when we first got back to Spokane with the intention of buying a house quickly....3yrs later and perfectly comfortable in my mom and dad's basement we realized that it was time to get out before our comfort stretched another 3yrs! So the fun of house shopping began and within the year we were set up in a nice home on the west side of the city. Halfway between base and downtown. Perfect! What made it even more perfect is we found out once again that our baby dreams just might come true! And this time we got really excited! No way could we lose another.....no way. Well we found out just how wrong we could be. No amount of positive thinking would save our third baby. 3rd loss 2009. This is a terrible story so far isn't it? Well I know I'm not the only one that's been through this type of physical and emotional trauma, the good news is it doesn't kill you. The bad news is it just hurts so bad you can't hardly breathe. So here we are in 2011 pregnant with our 4th baby and so far she's a fighter. We had a few serious scares early on but we are knocking on the door of a 6month pregnancy so far! By far the farthest we have gotten! So we are slowly calming....fear is slowly fading....excitment is creeping in. Could we really end this story on a good note? So far it's looking pretty good :)
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