The pregnant woman had to pee, but the doctors wouldn’t let her. During the ultrasound the 25-year-old’s face turned pale.

I saw nothing because my body was just hours away from miscarrying.

My ultrasound tech was quiet and I just knew. She left the room and my husband quickly assured me that ‘everything is fine.’ But don’t tell that to a girl who has seen hundreds of ultrasound photos, who has searched Instagram for the hashtag ‘8weeks’ to see what her baby now looked like.

I knew it wasn’t right and it wasn’t.

I remember being afraid to cry. I didn’t feel as if I deserved to cry because ‘I wasn’t that far along,’ and ‘this happens all the time.’

I remember holding back the tears with every ounce of my being and not being able to look my husband in the face because I knew his pain would break me. Continue…

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