My story starts In 2015. I was about to get married and found out I was pregnant a little over a month before our wedding. I was nervous and scared as the days passed the nervousness faded and I was excited.
My first appointment was scheduled for 9 weeks. At that appointment I was given a crushing blow, there was no heartbeat. I had a missed miscarriage. I was 9 weeks but only measuring 7 weeks. We found this out on September 11th. My D&C was scheduled a week out I had to wait for a week which was agonizing.
After the procedure I felt empty and sad. It was hard to want to try again. I didn’t want this to happen again.
In 2017 we started talking about trying again. Some time had passed and I felt hopeful.
In the summer of 2018 I had another miscarriage at 6 weeks.
In October of 2018 I had my third loss also at 6 weeks.
And in February 2019 I had my fourth.
I was devastated as well as numb all at the same time. Seeing people around me family, coworkers, former classmates and other people on Facebook and other social media announcing pregnancies and having babies was very hard. Depression kicked in even stronger than before. I had shared this with a friend and she referred me to her Dr. Her OBGYN, who had experience with infertility.
I called the office and explained my situation and expressed wanting a doctor that would listen to me. Previous drs would say they didn’t find anything wrong with me and that these things happen and to try again. THESE THINGS HAPPEN is the last thing I wanted to hear I needed help and wanted to find a solution.
When meeting with this Dr He was kind and wanted to help. He had the best bed side manner of anyone I have ever met, as well as his staff. After running tests that all came back find he suggested to use Femara a fertility medication. And it finally worked I used one months worth and made an appointment for 6 week ultrasound sound and there was a heartbeat. We had an appointment at 8 weeks and there was still a heartbeat we felt we had made it. However I was scared the whole time.
Each week further into a pregnancy is a milestone for me I was afraid it was going to be the last week. I was afraid to do certain things and to eat certain things. I was scheduled to be induced the day before my due date. Which was 11.20.20. Unfortunately I never dilated and needed a c section. I felt defeated and unworthy but I finally had my rainbow baby.
Autumn Skye Elamon was born on 11.21.20 at 3:52am. She has completed a part of out family we had been missing. The best thing that could have happened. Babies do not replace babies. She is an answered prayer that I never thought would be answered.
“Rainbows remind us even after the darkest clouds and the fiercest winds, there is still beauty.”
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